1. Leave a comment on this post about a memory you have with me, whether it seems significant or not. (Sometimes the most insignificant memories are the best!) Seriously. ANY memory.
2. If you have a blog, do the same on yours. (TAG!)
Thursday, July 31, 2008
A New Kind of Tag!!
Here's how it works:
1. Leave a comment on this post about a memory you have with me, whether it seems significant or not. (Sometimes the most insignificant memories are the best!) Seriously. ANY memory.
2. If you have a blog, do the same on yours. (TAG!)
1. Leave a comment on this post about a memory you have with me, whether it seems significant or not. (Sometimes the most insignificant memories are the best!) Seriously. ANY memory.
2. If you have a blog, do the same on yours. (TAG!)
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Boo Boos and Praise
Okay, so I didn't get back yesterday and update on Audrey's 15 month checkup... I completely forgot!
She got some more shots, which she was very offended about. Two in one leg and one in the other. Little tears welled up in those sweet little eyes. It was soooo sad. She got two little bandaids and walked out of the doctors office crying. On the way home, she proceeded to take off her bandaids and act like nothing happened.
Audrey is a very tall little girl. She's already 33 1/2 inches tall! She's off the charts for height. She was very interested in everything the nurse was doing when she was checking her vitals and measurements. When the doctor came in, she was facinated with everything he was doing too. The only thing I wonder is: When a pediatritian tells you that you're doing a great job raising your kid, are they trained to tell you that? Is that just something they do?
According to Audrey's doctor, she is doing very well and is, in fact, somewhat advanced in motor skills and language. I don't know if I can really take credit for that if it's true. I think if Audrey IS advanced, it might just be in spite of me... sigh... I just don't want to be one of those moms.. you know the ones. "MY child is in all the gifted classes and is working on her first novel. She's got half of her symphony written. Oh, yes, and she's learning to play the Orchestrola." (Do they even call them gifted classes anymore?)
Audrey has always been very inquisitive. She has to look at, touch, taste everything. I'm afraid that I'm turning her into a TV addict.. which I always swore I would never do. To give Audrey credit, when she's tired of the TV, she'll turn it off or switch to one of the fuzzy channels. Then she'll walk away. LOL!
She also eats a phenomenal amount of food. So, that might account for her height. She's just stretching out. She's actually losing weight. She's about 1 lb lighter than at her last appointment.
I guess I'm just one of those common moms that is plagued with paranoia that I'm doing something wrong and raising my child in a horrible way.
I think that I might feel much better when she stops being stubborn and actually says "Mama". I know she can say it. She says Yum and MMMM... she just won't the little bugger. Whenever we say "Mama" to her and point at me, she says "Dada!" with a huge smile on her face...
*muttering to self*
She got some more shots, which she was very offended about. Two in one leg and one in the other. Little tears welled up in those sweet little eyes. It was soooo sad. She got two little bandaids and walked out of the doctors office crying. On the way home, she proceeded to take off her bandaids and act like nothing happened.
Audrey is a very tall little girl. She's already 33 1/2 inches tall! She's off the charts for height. She was very interested in everything the nurse was doing when she was checking her vitals and measurements. When the doctor came in, she was facinated with everything he was doing too. The only thing I wonder is: When a pediatritian tells you that you're doing a great job raising your kid, are they trained to tell you that? Is that just something they do?
According to Audrey's doctor, she is doing very well and is, in fact, somewhat advanced in motor skills and language. I don't know if I can really take credit for that if it's true. I think if Audrey IS advanced, it might just be in spite of me... sigh... I just don't want to be one of those moms.. you know the ones. "MY child is in all the gifted classes and is working on her first novel. She's got half of her symphony written. Oh, yes, and she's learning to play the Orchestrola." (Do they even call them gifted classes anymore?)
Audrey has always been very inquisitive. She has to look at, touch, taste everything. I'm afraid that I'm turning her into a TV addict.. which I always swore I would never do. To give Audrey credit, when she's tired of the TV, she'll turn it off or switch to one of the fuzzy channels. Then she'll walk away. LOL!
She also eats a phenomenal amount of food. So, that might account for her height. She's just stretching out. She's actually losing weight. She's about 1 lb lighter than at her last appointment.
I guess I'm just one of those common moms that is plagued with paranoia that I'm doing something wrong and raising my child in a horrible way.
I think that I might feel much better when she stops being stubborn and actually says "Mama". I know she can say it. She says Yum and MMMM... she just won't the little bugger. Whenever we say "Mama" to her and point at me, she says "Dada!" with a huge smile on her face...
*muttering to self*
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
15 Month of Relative Success
Audrey has her 15 month doctor appointment today. More updates on how that goes a bit later today. It's strange to think that it's been this long and yet so short. I think she must be sucking my life force. I feel about 10 years older... well, more like 3.
She's currently dancing to a techno remix of Cotton Eye Joe that's playing on my computer. She'll be jumping soon, I think. Her dancing mostly consists of bouncing up and down and shaking her hips. Yes, shaking her hips.. it's a bit jerky, but she's working it out. I'm in trouble, I just know it.
I'm thinking about doing a retrospective on her first year of life. I wasn't blogging back then, so there were no cute pictures, videos and updates about her that I could share with you! What do you think? Should I do it? It's much easier to do a retrospective on someone who hasn't even hit 2 years old yet. Someday I'll get to me, but that's a much more daunting task. I'm not nearly as interesting, either.
No one laughs when I bounce up and down and call it a dance.
She's currently dancing to a techno remix of Cotton Eye Joe that's playing on my computer. She'll be jumping soon, I think. Her dancing mostly consists of bouncing up and down and shaking her hips. Yes, shaking her hips.. it's a bit jerky, but she's working it out. I'm in trouble, I just know it.
I'm thinking about doing a retrospective on her first year of life. I wasn't blogging back then, so there were no cute pictures, videos and updates about her that I could share with you! What do you think? Should I do it? It's much easier to do a retrospective on someone who hasn't even hit 2 years old yet. Someday I'll get to me, but that's a much more daunting task. I'm not nearly as interesting, either.
No one laughs when I bounce up and down and call it a dance.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Milestones!
Got it in!
This seems easier!
What spoon?
Ohhhhh.. THAT spoon!
Umm.. What spoon?
If you want it THAT bad.. here.. you can have it!
So... I suppose it's just about letting her try it out and figure on her own how it's supposed to work. I told Ben that I'd take her out of her high chair when she learns not to throw food all over the floor.. He said.. "So, when she's 15?" There is something to that. In the mean time, bibs are a necessity.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
About Us
Found another one at Lacey's blog!
What is his name? Benjamin (more often Ben, sometimes Banjo-Man)
How long have you been married? 9 years, 1 month
Who eats more? Depends. When he works normal hours, he does.. when he works overnights, I do. (I eat more junk food.)How long did you date? We dated for 2 1/2 months when he proposed. We were engaged (unwillingly) for six months.How old is he? 30 (and 11 months)
Who said I love you first? Ben. I wanted to make absolutely sure it was true before I said it.
Who is taller? BenWho sings better? Me. BUT, he can sing when he WANTS to.Who is smarter? According to the IQ tests, which I think are a load of hooey, Ben.Whose temper is worse? My temper fluctuates more frequently, but his is more passionate.Who does the laundry? Mostly Me
Who does the dishes? MeWho sleeps on the right side of the bed? Me, except during the 3rd trimester of pregnancy, when I have to sleep on my left side and I can't stand to face the inside of the bed.Who mows the lawn? BenWho cooks dinner? Me. What Ben does when I don't cook doesn't classify as cooking.Who kissed who first? We met in the middle. (Here is the real question... WHEN did we first kiss... interesting story.. you'll have to ask me.)Who asked who out? There really wasn't any asking. We met, we had fun, we kept on doing it.Who proposed? He did. I was expecting him to do it, but not right at that moment, so I burst into tears.Who has more friends? He KNOWS more people... we're probably about the same on number of friends.Who is more sensitive? Me, I think. I definately cry more.Who has more siblings? Him (he has step-siblings, otherwise, we'd be exactly the same.)Who wears the pants? We trade off.. poor pants hardly get washed.
What is his name? Benjamin (more often Ben, sometimes Banjo-Man)
How long have you been married? 9 years, 1 month
Who eats more? Depends. When he works normal hours, he does.. when he works overnights, I do. (I eat more junk food.)How long did you date? We dated for 2 1/2 months when he proposed. We were engaged (unwillingly) for six months.How old is he? 30 (and 11 months)
Who said I love you first? Ben. I wanted to make absolutely sure it was true before I said it.
Who is taller? BenWho sings better? Me. BUT, he can sing when he WANTS to.Who is smarter? According to the IQ tests, which I think are a load of hooey, Ben.Whose temper is worse? My temper fluctuates more frequently, but his is more passionate.Who does the laundry? Mostly Me
Who does the dishes? MeWho sleeps on the right side of the bed? Me, except during the 3rd trimester of pregnancy, when I have to sleep on my left side and I can't stand to face the inside of the bed.Who mows the lawn? BenWho cooks dinner? Me. What Ben does when I don't cook doesn't classify as cooking.Who kissed who first? We met in the middle. (Here is the real question... WHEN did we first kiss... interesting story.. you'll have to ask me.)Who asked who out? There really wasn't any asking. We met, we had fun, we kept on doing it.Who proposed? He did. I was expecting him to do it, but not right at that moment, so I burst into tears.Who has more friends? He KNOWS more people... we're probably about the same on number of friends.Who is more sensitive? Me, I think. I definately cry more.Who has more siblings? Him (he has step-siblings, otherwise, we'd be exactly the same.)Who wears the pants? We trade off.. poor pants hardly get washed.
I danced with my mobile phone because I'm sexy and I do what I want!
Found this one at Lacey's blog. Leave me a comment when you figure out yours. Then, repost if you want!
Pick the month you were born:
January---------I kicked
February-------I loved
March-----------I karate chopped
April-------------I licked
May-------------I jumped on
June------------I smelled
July----------I did the Macarena With
August-------I had lunch with
September----I danced with
October--------I sang to
November-----I yelled at
December-------I ran over
Pick the day (number) you were born on:
1----- --a birdbath
2-------a monster
3-------a phone
4-------a fork
5-------a snowman
6-------a gangster
7-------my mobile phone
8-------my dog
9-------my best friends' boyfriend
10-------my neighbor
11-------my science teacher
12-------a banana
13-------a fireman
14-------a stuffed animal
15-------a goat
16-------a pick Le
17-------your mom
18-------a spoon
19-------a smurf
20-------a baseball bat
21-------a ninja
2-------Chuck Norris
23-------a noodle
24-------a squirrel
25-------a football player
26-------my sister
27-------my brother
28-------an ipod
29-------a surfer
30-------a llama
31-------A homeless guy
Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:
White---------because I'm cool like that.
Black---------because that's how I roll.
Pink-----------because I'm NOT crazy.
Red----------because the voices told me to...
Blue-----------because I'm sexy and I do what I want.
Green---------because I think I need some serious help.
Purple---------because I'm AWESOME!
Gray-----------because Big Bird said to and he's my leader.
Yellow--------because someone offered me 1,000,000 dollars.
Orange-------because my family thinks I'm stupid anyway.
Brown---------because I can.
Other----------because I'm a Ninja!
None-----------because I can't control myself.
Pick the month you were born:
January---------I kicked
February-------I loved
March-----------I karate chopped
April-------------I licked
May-------------I jumped on
June------------I smelled
July----------I did the Macarena With
August-------I had lunch with
September----I danced with
October--------I sang to
November-----I yelled at
December-------I ran over
Pick the day (number) you were born on:
1----- --a birdbath
2-------a monster
3-------a phone
4-------a fork
5-------a snowman
6-------a gangster
7-------my mobile phone
8-------my dog
9-------my best friends' boyfriend
10-------my neighbor
11-------my science teacher
12-------a banana
13-------a fireman
14-------a stuffed animal
15-------a goat
16-------a pick Le
17-------your mom
18-------a spoon
19-------a smurf
20-------a baseball bat
21-------a ninja
2-------Chuck Norris
23-------a noodle
24-------a squirrel
25-------a football player
26-------my sister
27-------my brother
28-------an ipod
29-------a surfer
30-------a llama
31-------A homeless guy
Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:
White---------because I'm cool like that.
Black---------because that's how I roll.
Pink-----------because I'm NOT crazy.
Red----------because the voices told me to...
Blue-----------because I'm sexy and I do what I want.
Green---------because I think I need some serious help.
Purple---------because I'm AWESOME!
Gray-----------because Big Bird said to and he's my leader.
Yellow--------because someone offered me 1,000,000 dollars.
Orange-------because my family thinks I'm stupid anyway.
Brown---------because I can.
Other----------because I'm a Ninja!
None-----------because I can't control myself.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Laughing with Audrey
There really isn't anything like the smile and laugh of your own child. Audrey has gotten to the point where she is figuring out what she thinks is funny. So, there she was this morning on one side of a baby gate, her dad on the other. All I can here from the Family Room is "HA HA HA! HA HA HA! EEEEEEE! HA HA HA! HA HA HA!" I don't know at the time what she thinks is so funny, but I can't help but laugh myself because her laughter is so contageous.
It's also pretty funny when she tries to be sneaky... I had forgotten how obvious kids are and how transparent their expressions can be. It's the "I'm doing something naughty, hee hee hee!" face.. She'll never learn to be good because I keep laughing about her bad behavior.
She is such a Daddy's Girl.. she couldn't care less when I walk out of a room, but when her dad leaves, she HAS to know where he's going. If he goes somewhere she can't go, she typically screams and otherwise carries on about it in a loud way. When I leave.. it's like.. oh.. see ya.
I'm not jealous though. I'm glad she loves her daddy. It only get's a little sad when she'll cuddle with him and not me. Ah well. One day I'll have another kid that likes cuddling with me.
Finals are coming up for Ben, then we get 3 weeks off school! Woohoo!! We'll most likely be heading to California for a little bit.. I might be going to Disneyland! Hooray! I haven't been since I was 14... long time! So, I'm excited for a few days of fun and irresponsibility.. well, as irresponsible a dedicated parent and loving spouse/sister can be.
It's also pretty funny when she tries to be sneaky... I had forgotten how obvious kids are and how transparent their expressions can be. It's the "I'm doing something naughty, hee hee hee!" face.. She'll never learn to be good because I keep laughing about her bad behavior.
She is such a Daddy's Girl.. she couldn't care less when I walk out of a room, but when her dad leaves, she HAS to know where he's going. If he goes somewhere she can't go, she typically screams and otherwise carries on about it in a loud way. When I leave.. it's like.. oh.. see ya.
I'm not jealous though. I'm glad she loves her daddy. It only get's a little sad when she'll cuddle with him and not me. Ah well. One day I'll have another kid that likes cuddling with me.
Finals are coming up for Ben, then we get 3 weeks off school! Woohoo!! We'll most likely be heading to California for a little bit.. I might be going to Disneyland! Hooray! I haven't been since I was 14... long time! So, I'm excited for a few days of fun and irresponsibility.. well, as irresponsible a dedicated parent and loving spouse/sister can be.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
OCD
I have no problem with going white.. my hair that is. I don't think my skin could get any whiter. I digress.
I have been aware of some of my hair going white for some time now. I remember thinking to myself: Good, at least it's white and not grey. I've never wanted grey hair, nothing against those of you with grey hair yourselves. I'm actually quite excited to see a beautiful pure white head of hair sprouting from my noggin. So, when I have found white hairs in the past, I have carefully not pulled them out (an amazing accomplishment for someone with Trichotillomania) because I WANT to go white... I must be crazy...
Anyway. Ben and I were sitting on the couch yesterday and I was playing with my hair as usual. Mom says I've been doing it since I HAD hair.. so I figure there is no way I'm stopping any time soon, so just go with it. I felt one of those funny kinky ones which I just CAN'T stand and here is where the Trichotillomania comes in.. I pulled it out. I was agast when I found that I had pulled out one of my beloved white hairs.. ohhh.. I practically had a funeral for it. I had to show it to Ben. I'm wierd, I know.. you don't have to tell me. I was startled because I had pulled it from the back of my head and I thought all my white hairs were coming in right at my hairline.
Well, I moved on. Then I put a headband on in the car and looked at my hair to be sure that it looked alright. And right there behind the headband were no less than 4 white hairs. Wow! I exclaimed to Ben that I didn't know I had any there. He said he had noticed them and had wanted to pull them out. No, he doesn't have Trichotillomania.. I told him NO WAY, I want to keep them!
But, I am so ashamed.... later that night I was looking in the mirror.. a nasty addiction. There were those 4 white hairs... In my head I knew I wanted to keep them... but I just had to touch them... okay fine.. I pulled them all out! Ugh! At this rate.. I won't go white... I'll go bald.
I have been aware of some of my hair going white for some time now. I remember thinking to myself: Good, at least it's white and not grey. I've never wanted grey hair, nothing against those of you with grey hair yourselves. I'm actually quite excited to see a beautiful pure white head of hair sprouting from my noggin. So, when I have found white hairs in the past, I have carefully not pulled them out (an amazing accomplishment for someone with Trichotillomania) because I WANT to go white... I must be crazy...
Anyway. Ben and I were sitting on the couch yesterday and I was playing with my hair as usual. Mom says I've been doing it since I HAD hair.. so I figure there is no way I'm stopping any time soon, so just go with it. I felt one of those funny kinky ones which I just CAN'T stand and here is where the Trichotillomania comes in.. I pulled it out. I was agast when I found that I had pulled out one of my beloved white hairs.. ohhh.. I practically had a funeral for it. I had to show it to Ben. I'm wierd, I know.. you don't have to tell me. I was startled because I had pulled it from the back of my head and I thought all my white hairs were coming in right at my hairline.
Well, I moved on. Then I put a headband on in the car and looked at my hair to be sure that it looked alright. And right there behind the headband were no less than 4 white hairs. Wow! I exclaimed to Ben that I didn't know I had any there. He said he had noticed them and had wanted to pull them out. No, he doesn't have Trichotillomania.. I told him NO WAY, I want to keep them!
But, I am so ashamed.... later that night I was looking in the mirror.. a nasty addiction. There were those 4 white hairs... In my head I knew I wanted to keep them... but I just had to touch them... okay fine.. I pulled them all out! Ugh! At this rate.. I won't go white... I'll go bald.
Friday, July 18, 2008
The stories will get better eventually.. I promise.
It's been kinda a long time since I blogged.. I'm sorry for all you fans *snort* out there. I've been suffering with the reality of 4 bones being removed from my body. Friday, as you can tell from my last blog, was great.. I felt super. Saturday, I was mostly tired... Sunday I felt like something the cat dragged in. It was Monday morning when I figured out that Vicadin makes me physically ill, so I quit using that. I'm such a wimp. There really weren't any benefits in taking them either.. I mean.. where are the pink elephants? Blue, at least, come on!
So, I've been slowly starting to feel human again. Yesterday, I was feeling really eager to do something fun.. take Audrey to the park or whatever.. and then I got a migraine.. grrrrreeeaaat. Ben happened to get back from school right after I took some excedrin and he ushered me off to bed. So, he got to take Audrey to the park while I laid in bed trying hopelessly to go to sleep.
If you don't have migraines.. here is the brief description of what happens to me. First I get blind spots.. they aren't black spots.. just blank.. nothing.. It took me a few mintues to realize that I was trying to read out of the corners of my eyes because of that. Then, when that went away, I got little rainbow squigglies swimming around in my vision. And, no.. the fact that they are pretty is no consolation. While I was lying down, the right side of my face and my right hand went numb.. oooooo.. tingly. And I felt like I was rocking in a perfectly still bed.. bleah. Once that went away.. the dull throb started. Of course, that was with the medication already in effect, so I shudder to think what the headache would have been like if I hadn't caught it in time. At that point, Ben came home and put Audrey to bed. I just had to get up, so we watched the season finale of Lost. I had my head in his lap because I was still dizzy.
Nice day huh? It's not over yet. I had my follow up dentist appointment to make sure the holes in my head were closing up okay. The nice nurse took a funny little syringe thing (no needle, hooray) and flushed out my sockets with some sort of non-sweet flouride/rubbing alcohol concoction.. she said it was an antibiotic.. riiiiiight. Here's the gross part. The last of my stitches came out with the flushing.. ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. Then she told me to use the little syringe thing for cleaning after meals. Woo..... hoo....
I will say one thing.. I had a fantastic dinner last night. I made my first roast, ever. Eating meat is so great after a week... :)
So, I've been slowly starting to feel human again. Yesterday, I was feeling really eager to do something fun.. take Audrey to the park or whatever.. and then I got a migraine.. grrrrreeeaaat. Ben happened to get back from school right after I took some excedrin and he ushered me off to bed. So, he got to take Audrey to the park while I laid in bed trying hopelessly to go to sleep.
If you don't have migraines.. here is the brief description of what happens to me. First I get blind spots.. they aren't black spots.. just blank.. nothing.. It took me a few mintues to realize that I was trying to read out of the corners of my eyes because of that. Then, when that went away, I got little rainbow squigglies swimming around in my vision. And, no.. the fact that they are pretty is no consolation. While I was lying down, the right side of my face and my right hand went numb.. oooooo.. tingly. And I felt like I was rocking in a perfectly still bed.. bleah. Once that went away.. the dull throb started. Of course, that was with the medication already in effect, so I shudder to think what the headache would have been like if I hadn't caught it in time. At that point, Ben came home and put Audrey to bed. I just had to get up, so we watched the season finale of Lost. I had my head in his lap because I was still dizzy.
Nice day huh? It's not over yet. I had my follow up dentist appointment to make sure the holes in my head were closing up okay. The nice nurse took a funny little syringe thing (no needle, hooray) and flushed out my sockets with some sort of non-sweet flouride/rubbing alcohol concoction.. she said it was an antibiotic.. riiiiiight. Here's the gross part. The last of my stitches came out with the flushing.. ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. Then she told me to use the little syringe thing for cleaning after meals. Woo..... hoo....
I will say one thing.. I had a fantastic dinner last night. I made my first roast, ever. Eating meat is so great after a week... :)
Saturday, July 12, 2008
MeMe
Found at Monique's blog. The rules? Answer each question with only one word....and ONLY one word.
1. Where is your cell phone? Hip
2. Your significant other? NASCAR
3. Your hair? Headband
4. Your mother? Cuddling
5. Your father? Typing
6. Your favorite thing? Sisters
7. Your dream last night? Bizaar
8. Your favorite drink? Milk
9. Your dream/goal? Novelist
10. The room you’re in? Entertainment
11. Your church? LDS
12. Your fear? Unloved
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Hawaii
14. Where were you last night? Couch
15. What you’re not? Perfect
16. Muffins? Blueberry
17. One of your wish list items? Graduation
18. Where you grew up? Marriage
19. The last thing you did? Flyff
20. What are you wearing? Cotton
21. Your TV? Luring
22. Your pets? Sleeping
23. Your computer? Consuming
24. Your life? Full
25. Your mood? Hopefull
26. Missing someone? Always
27. Your car? Mini-Van
28. Something you’re not wearing? Makeup
29. Favorite store? CoachHouse
30. Your summer? Short
31. Like(love) someone? Forever
32. Your favorite color? Blue
33. Last time you laughed? Dinner
34. Last time you cried? Dentist
35. Who will repost this? Dara?
1. Where is your cell phone? Hip
2. Your significant other? NASCAR
3. Your hair? Headband
4. Your mother? Cuddling
5. Your father? Typing
6. Your favorite thing? Sisters
7. Your dream last night? Bizaar
8. Your favorite drink? Milk
9. Your dream/goal? Novelist
10. The room you’re in? Entertainment
11. Your church? LDS
12. Your fear? Unloved
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Hawaii
14. Where were you last night? Couch
15. What you’re not? Perfect
16. Muffins? Blueberry
17. One of your wish list items? Graduation
18. Where you grew up? Marriage
19. The last thing you did? Flyff
20. What are you wearing? Cotton
21. Your TV? Luring
22. Your pets? Sleeping
23. Your computer? Consuming
24. Your life? Full
25. Your mood? Hopefull
26. Missing someone? Always
27. Your car? Mini-Van
28. Something you’re not wearing? Makeup
29. Favorite store? CoachHouse
30. Your summer? Short
31. Like(love) someone? Forever
32. Your favorite color? Blue
33. Last time you laughed? Dinner
34. Last time you cried? Dentist
35. Who will repost this? Dara?
Blood... Yum.
I had my butcher-shop.. er.. dental appointment yesterday. We dropped Audrey off at the Morrisson's house. Audrey apparently waved and then didn't look back twice. Didn't have to wait long to go back and sit in the chair. I don't know why everyone at these sorts of appointments ask "Are you ready?" I want to scream, "Of course I'm not ready you maniacs, I want to run out of this place screaming and hide under a rock somewhere!" They put a nice blanket over my body and then one over my head (it was a little chilly) and then the oral surgeon came in and asked, "So, are you ready?".... sigh...
I should have warned him that my veins have a tendancy to roll in my right arm. He was poking my arm all over the place to get the IV in before he decided to put it in my hand instead. In the mean time, my eyes are leaking and the nurse wants to know if I'm okay. Woohoo. I was already exhausted because I hadn't slept that well, but Ben swears I was still awake when they put some sort of foam thing in my mouth to keep it open. I don't remember that part at all. All I remember was feeling that cold IV liquid (saliene?) going up my arm and the doctor prattling on about some dental experience of his.
I woke up shaking which freaked me out and I started crying again.. now, I don't make noise when I cry. My eyes just leak everywhere and my face turns red. Ben was already in there, but he said that I was awake when they let him back in.
At any rate, we left with 3 prescriptions and instructions not to eat anything but very soft food or liquids (hooray for the mountains of jello I made.) They wheelchaired me out to the van and then Ben wheelchaired me around Costco while we waited for my drugs to get filled. Amoxicillin, Ibuprophen and Vicadin (eat your heart out Gregory House). Hey, let me know if I start acting sarcastic and surley.. uhh.. wait.. too late. Ben took me home and then left briefly to get Audrey.
Audrey went down for a nap and Ben and I watched Lost for the next 3 hours. I changed my gauze a couple of times.. yum. I took some drugs.. oooo.. pink elephants...
Then, we went out with some friends and I had a nice strawberry milkshake and mashed potatoes.. Audrey and Ben pigged out on Chicken strips and Hamburgers. I'll never have that excuse again. I am feeling amazingly well for having just gone through crap and an emotional meltdown.
Today has been better, though the pain is still a bit obnoxious. No bruising and only a little swelling. I took the first nap I've had since just after Audrey was born. Ben's mom is taking us to Bucca de Bepo tonight for dinner.. looks like mashed potatoes for me again.
We didn't make it to the Lavender Festival... we were sleeping.. so I'll have to find a way to get that lavender wreath done for the front door.
I've eaten about 4 boxes worth of Jello, maybe more and I've had more drugs in the past 24 hours than I've had in about 6 months. I think I may have swallowed enough blood to impress most vampires and laughed at things that weren't funny... at all. I still feel a bit wobbly now and then, but thank heaven for knock-out drugs. I didn't want to be awake for the yanking.. drilling.. shudder.. the nightmare.
I should have warned him that my veins have a tendancy to roll in my right arm. He was poking my arm all over the place to get the IV in before he decided to put it in my hand instead. In the mean time, my eyes are leaking and the nurse wants to know if I'm okay. Woohoo. I was already exhausted because I hadn't slept that well, but Ben swears I was still awake when they put some sort of foam thing in my mouth to keep it open. I don't remember that part at all. All I remember was feeling that cold IV liquid (saliene?) going up my arm and the doctor prattling on about some dental experience of his.
I woke up shaking which freaked me out and I started crying again.. now, I don't make noise when I cry. My eyes just leak everywhere and my face turns red. Ben was already in there, but he said that I was awake when they let him back in.
At any rate, we left with 3 prescriptions and instructions not to eat anything but very soft food or liquids (hooray for the mountains of jello I made.) They wheelchaired me out to the van and then Ben wheelchaired me around Costco while we waited for my drugs to get filled. Amoxicillin, Ibuprophen and Vicadin (eat your heart out Gregory House). Hey, let me know if I start acting sarcastic and surley.. uhh.. wait.. too late. Ben took me home and then left briefly to get Audrey.
Audrey went down for a nap and Ben and I watched Lost for the next 3 hours. I changed my gauze a couple of times.. yum. I took some drugs.. oooo.. pink elephants...
Then, we went out with some friends and I had a nice strawberry milkshake and mashed potatoes.. Audrey and Ben pigged out on Chicken strips and Hamburgers. I'll never have that excuse again. I am feeling amazingly well for having just gone through crap and an emotional meltdown.
Today has been better, though the pain is still a bit obnoxious. No bruising and only a little swelling. I took the first nap I've had since just after Audrey was born. Ben's mom is taking us to Bucca de Bepo tonight for dinner.. looks like mashed potatoes for me again.
We didn't make it to the Lavender Festival... we were sleeping.. so I'll have to find a way to get that lavender wreath done for the front door.
I've eaten about 4 boxes worth of Jello, maybe more and I've had more drugs in the past 24 hours than I've had in about 6 months. I think I may have swallowed enough blood to impress most vampires and laughed at things that weren't funny... at all. I still feel a bit wobbly now and then, but thank heaven for knock-out drugs. I didn't want to be awake for the yanking.. drilling.. shudder.. the nightmare.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Activity Days Blog
Hey guys,
For all you people out there reading.. yes all 3 of you.. I have put a link to my Activity Days Blog. I'm putting up all the Activity Days fun that we've had so far.. I will be adding more as we continue to have more activities.. we have 2 a month! :)
Even if you aren't involved with Activity Days, there are some really cute ideas to do with kids of all ages! I've been having a ball with it over the last 1 1/2 years.
I have it organized by labels you can click on to take you to specific categories.. or you can just browse through chronologically..
Have fun!
For all you people out there reading.. yes all 3 of you.. I have put a link to my Activity Days Blog. I'm putting up all the Activity Days fun that we've had so far.. I will be adding more as we continue to have more activities.. we have 2 a month! :)
Even if you aren't involved with Activity Days, there are some really cute ideas to do with kids of all ages! I've been having a ball with it over the last 1 1/2 years.
I have it organized by labels you can click on to take you to specific categories.. or you can just browse through chronologically..
Have fun!
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Miracles and Angels
A bit more serious today...
A week ago I had a very bad evening. Without going into too many details (which are boring and convoluted) I had an extremely tense dissagreement with a good friend. After hanging up with my friend, I proceeded to cry for the next 2 hours. Ben had called me right after everything happened and because I was not very responsive, he said he would talk to me later when I was a little more coherant. Of course, I didn't say anything, but it was very painful for me when I hung up. He texted me right after and said he'd call at midnight if I didn't call him. This must have been at about 10 o'clock at night and I was exhausted as well as emotionally distressed.
I was lying on the couch crying harder than I have in a long time and feeling completely hopeless. I was terrified that I had lost this friend forever. I was thinking that if I ever needed a miracle in my life it was right then. I was praying and praying for God to send me an angel. Someone to hold me and comfort me and tell me what to do next so that I could get my friend back. I was imagining (and hoping) for someone in white to suddenly appear and impart amazing wisdom.
It was right then that Ben called. I was suprised because it wasn't midnight yet and because my heart instantly told me that my angel was calling. I don't remember what we talked about, but I remember being amazed that I hadn't seen it before:
I had been spending so much time looking for a "sign" or a "miracle", perhaps of biblical proportions that I wasn't seeing the little miracles every day and the mortal angels in our lives. I forgot, for just a moment, that God brings people into our lives that help, teach and bless us. As for miracles... every breath I take is a miracle. Every seed that BECOMES something; a flower, a tree, a fruit is a miracle. Every moment with my daughter is a miracle. Every touch, smile and soft word from my husband is a miracle. It is so easy to forget because they happen every day.
To all the Angels and miracles in my life, thank you for being there, no matter how large, small, amazing or mundane.
A week ago I had a very bad evening. Without going into too many details (which are boring and convoluted) I had an extremely tense dissagreement with a good friend. After hanging up with my friend, I proceeded to cry for the next 2 hours. Ben had called me right after everything happened and because I was not very responsive, he said he would talk to me later when I was a little more coherant. Of course, I didn't say anything, but it was very painful for me when I hung up. He texted me right after and said he'd call at midnight if I didn't call him. This must have been at about 10 o'clock at night and I was exhausted as well as emotionally distressed.
I was lying on the couch crying harder than I have in a long time and feeling completely hopeless. I was terrified that I had lost this friend forever. I was thinking that if I ever needed a miracle in my life it was right then. I was praying and praying for God to send me an angel. Someone to hold me and comfort me and tell me what to do next so that I could get my friend back. I was imagining (and hoping) for someone in white to suddenly appear and impart amazing wisdom.
It was right then that Ben called. I was suprised because it wasn't midnight yet and because my heart instantly told me that my angel was calling. I don't remember what we talked about, but I remember being amazed that I hadn't seen it before:
I had been spending so much time looking for a "sign" or a "miracle", perhaps of biblical proportions that I wasn't seeing the little miracles every day and the mortal angels in our lives. I forgot, for just a moment, that God brings people into our lives that help, teach and bless us. As for miracles... every breath I take is a miracle. Every seed that BECOMES something; a flower, a tree, a fruit is a miracle. Every moment with my daughter is a miracle. Every touch, smile and soft word from my husband is a miracle. It is so easy to forget because they happen every day.
To all the Angels and miracles in my life, thank you for being there, no matter how large, small, amazing or mundane.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Good Times
The church picnic was too much fun! Audrey was a handful since she just wanted to run (walk quickly and trip a lot) around and eat other peoples' food and look through their bags, purses, etc. The Gardners brought their dog Foxy and Audrey thought that was the neatest thing. Since Foxy is used to kids, he wasn't afraid of her and didn't mind her not so soft petting.. but Audrey was a little thrown by Foxy's enthusiasm and kept walking (stumbling) away giggling. Of course, the picnic was right during nap time and so Audrey was a little less than cheery. Anytime we tried to stop her from stealing from people or running away from us, she screamed like a banshee. So, we left a little early so she could get a nap.
After the blissful 2 1/2 hours.. siiiiiiigghhh.. we got Audrey up and trekked to the East Mountains to see Jenn, Jerry and Rachel. Audrey was so excited to play with another kid! She did very well and we didn't have to chase her around everywhere, which was just awesome! We talked a lot and ended every comment with "your mom" or "that's what she said".. even if it didn't make any sense whatsoever. I think that's why it was funny. So, after a few hours of goofing around and enjoying the cool mountain air, Audrey decided that she was a crabby stinker again and we beat a hasty retreat to get Audrey in bed for the night.
Sleepy babies are so great!
After the blissful 2 1/2 hours.. siiiiiiigghhh.. we got Audrey up and trekked to the East Mountains to see Jenn, Jerry and Rachel. Audrey was so excited to play with another kid! She did very well and we didn't have to chase her around everywhere, which was just awesome! We talked a lot and ended every comment with "your mom" or "that's what she said".. even if it didn't make any sense whatsoever. I think that's why it was funny. So, after a few hours of goofing around and enjoying the cool mountain air, Audrey decided that she was a crabby stinker again and we beat a hasty retreat to get Audrey in bed for the night.
Sleepy babies are so great!
Friday, July 4, 2008
The Dara Creature
I was just talking with my wee lil sis and telling her that... well.. I would just HAVE to make a little creature-monster out of her and put it into one of my books... well.. okay.. here is an excerpt from our conversation..
Mouse: Maybe I'll put a Dara creature in one of my books and only you and I will know that it is you
Dara Bara: LOL
Mouse: It has to be furry.. and small.. cute and cuddly with large eyes and a rosebud mouth.. it doesn't walk or hop.. it prinkle-prances wherever it goes
Dara Bara: LOL
Dara Bara: Prinkle?
Mouse: i made it up to evoke an image.. did it work?
Dara Bara: yes!
Dara Bara: I like that word
Mouse: me too
Mouse: it doesn't howl.. it giggles.. and if it giggles too much it gets hickups
Mouse: and then it needs to pee really bad
Dara Bara: LOL
Dara Bara: LOLOL
Mouse: it's hunting ability is to mezmerize you with it's cute little face.. and then it will smother you to death with crafts.. and then it will decorate you with modge-podge and hang you in it's den
Mouse: it's a vegetarian, of course
Mouse: except when it needs pizza
Dara Bara: LOL
Dara Bara: thanks for breaking me down into that. I appreciate it. It gives a pretty good idea into who I am.
Mouse: Yeah.. I think I may add you to my dragon book.. that's the easiest one to add new creature into
Dara Bara: hehehe
Thrilling, I know.. Just another peek into this crazy brain. But, hey.. I do it for me.. not you! Not you, you teaming mass of critics!
What shall I call this Dara creature? Hmmm.....
Boogapy
Barapie
Brighteye
Daremy
I'll figure it out and it will be PERFECT... and funny.. must be funny... funny is my air.
Mouse: Maybe I'll put a Dara creature in one of my books and only you and I will know that it is you
Dara Bara: LOL
Mouse: It has to be furry.. and small.. cute and cuddly with large eyes and a rosebud mouth.. it doesn't walk or hop.. it prinkle-prances wherever it goes
Dara Bara: LOL
Dara Bara: Prinkle?
Mouse: i made it up to evoke an image.. did it work?
Dara Bara: yes!
Dara Bara: I like that word
Mouse: me too
Mouse: it doesn't howl.. it giggles.. and if it giggles too much it gets hickups
Mouse: and then it needs to pee really bad
Dara Bara: LOL
Dara Bara: LOLOL
Mouse: it's hunting ability is to mezmerize you with it's cute little face.. and then it will smother you to death with crafts.. and then it will decorate you with modge-podge and hang you in it's den
Mouse: it's a vegetarian, of course
Mouse: except when it needs pizza
Dara Bara: LOL
Dara Bara: thanks for breaking me down into that. I appreciate it. It gives a pretty good idea into who I am.
Mouse: Yeah.. I think I may add you to my dragon book.. that's the easiest one to add new creature into
Dara Bara: hehehe
Thrilling, I know.. Just another peek into this crazy brain. But, hey.. I do it for me.. not you! Not you, you teaming mass of critics!
What shall I call this Dara creature? Hmmm.....
Boogapy
Barapie
Brighteye
Daremy
I'll figure it out and it will be PERFECT... and funny.. must be funny... funny is my air.
I smell like sulfur
My little party turned into a medium sized party today.. but it was fun. Mother-in-law and her hubby came. Ben's brother Joe, his daughter Maia and (girl)friend Sasha and Maia's bodyguard (long story) David all came... and Ben's buddy Gabe.. whew.. good thing I made lots of fruit salad.. it was slow going and confused at first.. no one knew where we were going to eat.. except me but no one was listening to me when I was hooting at them to go outside for crying out loud...
Audrey did very well and didn't get really crabby until about 7:30.. I think... She conked out in about 5 minutes and I'm pretty sure she slept through all the racket going on outside.
The fireworks are still going off. You can always count on my neighbors to shoot off the illegal stuff and we did the light-weight stuff in our yard.. you know.. the stuff that you say "woohoo!" out loud.. but inside you're going... "................................ man... I wish we had some illegal stuff." But no.. I'm too proud to be one of those irresponsible losers who are threatening to burn our whole neighborhood down.. but not too proud to enjoy watching the show.
I don't anticipate getting any sleep tonight.. these drunk losers will be shooting these things at each other until at least 2am.. I fantasize about them blowing each other up and I laugh inside, but I know that I'd feel bad if it really happened... but then I'd feel superior for not giving in to the temptation to shoot them off myself. I told Ben that you could literally shoot someone tonight and no one would even notice. All these fireworks sound just like gunshots.. It's like I'm living in downtown Cincinnati... but only one night of the year.. and firemen come instead of cops.. mmmm.. firemen... whoa! what? Sorry.. got lost there.
So, the fun continues tomorrow with a church picnic and a bbq at Jenn and Jerry's house... when will I sleep?... ahhh.. I will find a way.. fear not.. I will find a way..
Audrey did very well and didn't get really crabby until about 7:30.. I think... She conked out in about 5 minutes and I'm pretty sure she slept through all the racket going on outside.
The fireworks are still going off. You can always count on my neighbors to shoot off the illegal stuff and we did the light-weight stuff in our yard.. you know.. the stuff that you say "woohoo!" out loud.. but inside you're going... "................................ man... I wish we had some illegal stuff." But no.. I'm too proud to be one of those irresponsible losers who are threatening to burn our whole neighborhood down.. but not too proud to enjoy watching the show.
I don't anticipate getting any sleep tonight.. these drunk losers will be shooting these things at each other until at least 2am.. I fantasize about them blowing each other up and I laugh inside, but I know that I'd feel bad if it really happened... but then I'd feel superior for not giving in to the temptation to shoot them off myself. I told Ben that you could literally shoot someone tonight and no one would even notice. All these fireworks sound just like gunshots.. It's like I'm living in downtown Cincinnati... but only one night of the year.. and firemen come instead of cops.. mmmm.. firemen... whoa! what? Sorry.. got lost there.
So, the fun continues tomorrow with a church picnic and a bbq at Jenn and Jerry's house... when will I sleep?... ahhh.. I will find a way.. fear not.. I will find a way..
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Crying Clouds and Toddlers
Ah, and here the sky kisses the ground and makes things grow... It's raining!! I love monsoon season in New Mexico.. unfortunately, the monsoons have been on vacation for the past 10 years or so.. we get about a week of afternoon rain and then the whole state catches on fire. I'm praying that the monsoons are starting to charge up this year and we will get a good season that will put out all the smoking mountains. The Sandia recreation areas are all closed.. you can't even go hiking! Depressing.. well, it would be more depressing if I actually went hiking... but I do feel bad for the people who do.. I think of them sitting at home, getting fat like me... and I laugh.. just a little.. in my head.
It seems that Audrey is a little addicted to the endorphins that come with hurting oneself. She conked her forehead on Ben's steamertrunk about 15 minutes ago.. She's got a nice little hole poked in her forehead. This one bled a little more than the one under her eye.. but overall, she's okay.. once she got over her cry, she went to her toy basket and started playing (I.E. throwing toys around the room). Ben immediately put the steamertrunk in our bedroom.
I have almost 30 friends on Facebook. I feel so special! Hehe! I even found some old friends that I haven't talked to since I was 18... well, I never really talked much as a teenager.. I was shy. Yes, yes.. Me.. Shy..
I put in an application for a job today.. if I get it, it will be part-time, and will work around Ben's coo-coo-crazy work and school schedule. I'd rather not work, but I suppose working for the next 2 years wouldn't be half bad.. Then Ben will be making the mucho buck-o moolah! Woohoo for rediculously paid medical personnel! Sigh.. I'm dreaming of Hawaii... but not the volcanos... volcanos freak me out..
It seems that Audrey is a little addicted to the endorphins that come with hurting oneself. She conked her forehead on Ben's steamertrunk about 15 minutes ago.. She's got a nice little hole poked in her forehead. This one bled a little more than the one under her eye.. but overall, she's okay.. once she got over her cry, she went to her toy basket and started playing (I.E. throwing toys around the room). Ben immediately put the steamertrunk in our bedroom.
I have almost 30 friends on Facebook. I feel so special! Hehe! I even found some old friends that I haven't talked to since I was 18... well, I never really talked much as a teenager.. I was shy. Yes, yes.. Me.. Shy..
I put in an application for a job today.. if I get it, it will be part-time, and will work around Ben's coo-coo-crazy work and school schedule. I'd rather not work, but I suppose working for the next 2 years wouldn't be half bad.. Then Ben will be making the mucho buck-o moolah! Woohoo for rediculously paid medical personnel! Sigh.. I'm dreaming of Hawaii... but not the volcanos... volcanos freak me out..
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Milestones
It never ceases to amaze me how fast Audrey is growing and learning every day. The last few days, she has been grabbing at her spoon and bowl while I was giving her breakfast. I seemed to recall reading or hearing somewhere this is an indication that the child is ready to learn to spoon-feed themselves.
So, this morning after about half her bowl of cereal and applesauce, she started reaching again. So, I put the spoon in her hand and helped her with a few scoops. Then I let her have at it. She took about 3 good spoonfuls into her mouth (out of about 6 tries) which she thought was really funny. I figured she was done when she tried to dump her bowl out and took exception when I turned it upright again. By then, cereal and applesauce was all over her hands and face, so a bit of cleaning up and I sent her scooting with her sippy cup of milk.
I have decided that my Facebook account is a great source of fun. I have reconnected with several old friends and encouraged several family memebers to join up too! One of my friends turns out to be an excellent artist and that has inspired me to keep going on my book so that I can have her illustrate the cover! She seemed enthused too!
I am looking forward to the holiday weekend. Our neighborhood can be expected to shoot off the big fireworks and some family may come over with the tamer stuff for our own yard. Then, church picnic on Saturday at lunch, and East Mountains with Jenn, Jerry and Rachel for dinner. I love holidays.
Speaking of which, I'm planning a bomb-diggity Halloween Party this year.. I bet you wish you were coming! :)
So, this morning after about half her bowl of cereal and applesauce, she started reaching again. So, I put the spoon in her hand and helped her with a few scoops. Then I let her have at it. She took about 3 good spoonfuls into her mouth (out of about 6 tries) which she thought was really funny. I figured she was done when she tried to dump her bowl out and took exception when I turned it upright again. By then, cereal and applesauce was all over her hands and face, so a bit of cleaning up and I sent her scooting with her sippy cup of milk.
I have decided that my Facebook account is a great source of fun. I have reconnected with several old friends and encouraged several family memebers to join up too! One of my friends turns out to be an excellent artist and that has inspired me to keep going on my book so that I can have her illustrate the cover! She seemed enthused too!
I am looking forward to the holiday weekend. Our neighborhood can be expected to shoot off the big fireworks and some family may come over with the tamer stuff for our own yard. Then, church picnic on Saturday at lunch, and East Mountains with Jenn, Jerry and Rachel for dinner. I love holidays.
Speaking of which, I'm planning a bomb-diggity Halloween Party this year.. I bet you wish you were coming! :)
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