well, i'm not pregnant! :b
i've been having weirdo symptoms for the last week. (insomnia, cramps, increased cm, not being able to concentrate are just a few...oh, and the cat WOULD NOT leave me alone!) it's amazing how easy it is to convince yourself that you are pg. but i'm not. so why am i having these issues??? i think it's hormonal, something to add to the list of subjects when i have my annual physical next month.
i haven't really felt like doing much. i'm just so blah these days. that's one reason i haven't been popping onto my usual message boards lately.
bought some groceries this am. out of the corner of my eye i could see the cashier do a double take when she rang up the pgy tests. then a few minutes later she asked how old the kids were...i'm sure that btwn my sweats & tshirt and having 2 young children, she thought i was on the welfare train. i noticed that she closely checked my signature against my credit card signature. :/ i've thought about when to add baby #3. i know that our family does not feel like it's finished yet. rob & i both want to have another baby. ideally i'd like to wait until cade is 3 before baby #3 is born (meaning, born after july 2007). by then reese would be 5 and in kindergarten. but then cade would get no alone time with me at all...however, i think that's probably a good thing. he's already a momma's boy, to the point where he cries if he can't get to me. i think if we let him think he's the baby of the family, he'll have a harder time accepting this new addition to the family.
and then there's rob's work to consider. he's going to back to sea duty in march of '07 and that will be 2 or 2.5 years that he'll be attached to a submarine...working 10+ hours a day and weekends, not able to take more than a few days of leave at a time...and those were just the conditions on his last boat as a weapons officer. in '07 he'll be the executive officer (which is navy talk for the commander's bitch :/)...i'm thinking he'll be gone a lot more than he was as a weapons officer. sigh.
so, do i want to be pg while he's the XO of a boat, with no family and not many friends to count on for help? or do i want to have a baby before he gets to be XO of a boat and then freak out when he's not around to help much. ugh. it makes sense to just have the next baby soon, i think that would be best for rob's work, for cade to accept the new baby, and to just get the baby stuff OVER WITH!
but then there's me to consider. i think i may have had more than just the baby blues with cade, however, i wasn't comfortable taking medicine for it. so there's a chance of that happening again (or maybe even being worse this time). and what if i'm not ready to have another baby yet? i'm really enjoying watching cade grow. he's only 14 months now, is it fair to him to add another baby to the mix? (was it fair for reese to deal with it too? she was 18 months when i got pg with cade, had just turned 2 when he was born.) and what if we go ahead & have baby #3 soon...and then 4 years down the road i just feel like we're still not done, but rob feels just the opposite?
can my body handle another pregnancy? both of my previous ones went smoothly, no complications at all, but i'm still carrying around about 30 lbs of babyweight. am i pushing my luck if i try to have another healthy baby with no complications? sigh.
i don't quite have baby fever yet. when i see newborns in stores, i get the mushy 'awwwww' feeling and remember what emotions i went through as a new mom. but i'm not to the point where i'm thinking, "hey! i want one too!" i think i'll wait another 5-6 months and revisit my thoughts on this.
9.21.2005
9.18.2005
sneaking in a quickie...
here it is, sunday again. and appropriately, the sun is blazing away on our connecticut home. :)
we had some pretty rough weather last night. about 6pm a band of thunderstorms moved through, it included some pretty neat lightening and some really loud thunder. oh, and some rain. rob gets all excited about the weather and stands at the window, ooohing & ahhhing. i keep telling him to calm down, or else he's going to get reese excited/nervous about the weather too. the last thing i need is a 3 year old with a storm phobia. i love storms and would love to just watch the lightening too, though.
this morning is bright and cloudless...still a bit humid, so rob is setting up the fans for maxium air flow. i will be more than ready for fall weather, i'm so tired of the hum of air conditioners and fans...i can't wait for some silence in this house. wait...i have 2 kids, that is not going to happen for a LONG time.
i'm playing hooky from showering. rob took the kids outside and i said i would go hop in the shower & get that over with. obviously, i'm not typing this from the shower. shhhhh....
sundays are supposed to be MY day to sleep in. rob gets saturdays to sleep in; if he wants to wake up at 7am like normal, that's his business. i'm more than willing to get up with the kids and try to get them downstairs without making too much noise on saturday mornings. but guess who got up today with the kids? clue: it wasn't rob. :( oh well. mornings just run more smoothly when i get up with them. rob is not a morning person (although he used to be, i kind of miss that) and if he's in charge of breakfast i usually hear some crying or screaming from the kids. Knowing that there's unhappiness in the house makes it hard to enjoy my snooze. i'll probably guilt him into letting me take a nap later on when one of the kids is asleep.
speaking of sleep (seems to be a favorite topic of mine)...reese is so screwy with her sleep. she just turned 3, so i'd expect about 10 hours straight at night and an hour or 2 nap. we're lucky to get 8 hours at night from her. last night she didn't fall asleep til after 10 and was up at 6. naps are a day-by-day thing, about every other day she refuses to nap. when she totally gives up her nap, i don't know what i'm going to do. i really, really, REALLY like my kid-free time. if both kids happen to nap at the same time, it's like i was blessed by an angel and heaven smiled down on me and i could walk on water...blahblah, you get the idea.
i've been having problems sleeping too. i just can't get comfortable. i get aches & pains all over (back, hips, neck, shoulders) and i'm wondering if we should get a new bed. b/c i feel so sore that i feel like i'm 8 months pg. i've never had problems sleeping unless i was pregnant, i hate not being able to sleep. i'm only 29, but when i get up i feel like i'm twice that. :( i don't even know what i would try for a bed, i'd love to try the sleep # bed, but geez that's expensive. plus can it handle the inevitable jumping that children will sneak in?
suppose i should go hop in the shower. gotta shave my legs...it is sunday, you know :)
we had some pretty rough weather last night. about 6pm a band of thunderstorms moved through, it included some pretty neat lightening and some really loud thunder. oh, and some rain. rob gets all excited about the weather and stands at the window, ooohing & ahhhing. i keep telling him to calm down, or else he's going to get reese excited/nervous about the weather too. the last thing i need is a 3 year old with a storm phobia. i love storms and would love to just watch the lightening too, though.
this morning is bright and cloudless...still a bit humid, so rob is setting up the fans for maxium air flow. i will be more than ready for fall weather, i'm so tired of the hum of air conditioners and fans...i can't wait for some silence in this house. wait...i have 2 kids, that is not going to happen for a LONG time.
i'm playing hooky from showering. rob took the kids outside and i said i would go hop in the shower & get that over with. obviously, i'm not typing this from the shower. shhhhh....
sundays are supposed to be MY day to sleep in. rob gets saturdays to sleep in; if he wants to wake up at 7am like normal, that's his business. i'm more than willing to get up with the kids and try to get them downstairs without making too much noise on saturday mornings. but guess who got up today with the kids? clue: it wasn't rob. :( oh well. mornings just run more smoothly when i get up with them. rob is not a morning person (although he used to be, i kind of miss that) and if he's in charge of breakfast i usually hear some crying or screaming from the kids. Knowing that there's unhappiness in the house makes it hard to enjoy my snooze. i'll probably guilt him into letting me take a nap later on when one of the kids is asleep.
speaking of sleep (seems to be a favorite topic of mine)...reese is so screwy with her sleep. she just turned 3, so i'd expect about 10 hours straight at night and an hour or 2 nap. we're lucky to get 8 hours at night from her. last night she didn't fall asleep til after 10 and was up at 6. naps are a day-by-day thing, about every other day she refuses to nap. when she totally gives up her nap, i don't know what i'm going to do. i really, really, REALLY like my kid-free time. if both kids happen to nap at the same time, it's like i was blessed by an angel and heaven smiled down on me and i could walk on water...blahblah, you get the idea.
i've been having problems sleeping too. i just can't get comfortable. i get aches & pains all over (back, hips, neck, shoulders) and i'm wondering if we should get a new bed. b/c i feel so sore that i feel like i'm 8 months pg. i've never had problems sleeping unless i was pregnant, i hate not being able to sleep. i'm only 29, but when i get up i feel like i'm twice that. :( i don't even know what i would try for a bed, i'd love to try the sleep # bed, but geez that's expensive. plus can it handle the inevitable jumping that children will sneak in?
suppose i should go hop in the shower. gotta shave my legs...it is sunday, you know :)
9.15.2005
my cat has what??
did i mention i'm tired?
yeah. i did. well, i'm still tired.
but at least the rest of the family got naps today. even rob...which is why he was in charge of dinner. well, in charge of the preparation. i made sure we had everything and even ran to the store for italian bread, and got the pans out and got the bread ready for the oven. so i guess i did 1/2 the work and rob got the easy part. hell, i even cleaned up. how did that happen?!?!?
i took the cat to the vet this afternoon. when i told the girl this morning about his raw spots on his feet, she suggested a 3:15 appt. rob got home at 2:45 and i was able to make it without too big of a rush (and the ipod works in the car! yay!). the vet says my cat has allergies! he's 5 years old and apparently allergies show themselves btwn the ages of 4-6. spikey has been scratching/licking/chewing on his back legs b/c they itch so badly. i felt so horrible. i just thought he was scraping his legs on something around the house as he was jumping around. i didn't know cats had allergies. :/ so now i have to get shots for my cat every 4-12 weeks.
oh, and he has a heart murmur too :( as the vet is telling me all this, i almost started crying. i never realized how attached i am to this cat...or how attached this family is to this cat. cade uses him for a pillow and gets so excited whenever he sees him.
$110 later, i'm armed with antibiotics (2x a day i have to squirt 1mL of amoxicillian into his mouth--i think i'd rather give him a bath!), what to look for if his allergy shot reacts badly with his heart murmur, what to look for when his allergy shot wears off, and a huge feeling of guilt for not having rushed him to the doc 2 weeks ago when we first noticed his leg was so raw.
hopefully he reacts well to all meds. any well wishes for spike would be appreciated :) i suppose i should go give him a dose of amox stuff. i can't believe he needs a whole mL of it...i can only compare it to cade needing .16 mL of tylenol. cade is twice the weight of the cat. different drugs, i know.
the good news today...i finally figured out how to make SOFT chocolate chip cookies. the recipe on the back of the chips always says bake at 375. well, i baked at 350 today and even though it took a bit longer, they turned out just beautifully. i think that at 375 the brown sugar starts to melt & get too hot so the cookies turn crispy when they cool. at 350 they stay soft. can't believe it took me this long to figure it out. i recall in 8th grade (1989?) having to do a presentation on how to do something. i picked 'how to make chocolate chip cookies', complete with samples for the class afterward. freebies for the masses always make you popular. :)
yeah. i did. well, i'm still tired.
but at least the rest of the family got naps today. even rob...which is why he was in charge of dinner. well, in charge of the preparation. i made sure we had everything and even ran to the store for italian bread, and got the pans out and got the bread ready for the oven. so i guess i did 1/2 the work and rob got the easy part. hell, i even cleaned up. how did that happen?!?!?
i took the cat to the vet this afternoon. when i told the girl this morning about his raw spots on his feet, she suggested a 3:15 appt. rob got home at 2:45 and i was able to make it without too big of a rush (and the ipod works in the car! yay!). the vet says my cat has allergies! he's 5 years old and apparently allergies show themselves btwn the ages of 4-6. spikey has been scratching/licking/chewing on his back legs b/c they itch so badly. i felt so horrible. i just thought he was scraping his legs on something around the house as he was jumping around. i didn't know cats had allergies. :/ so now i have to get shots for my cat every 4-12 weeks.
oh, and he has a heart murmur too :( as the vet is telling me all this, i almost started crying. i never realized how attached i am to this cat...or how attached this family is to this cat. cade uses him for a pillow and gets so excited whenever he sees him.
$110 later, i'm armed with antibiotics (2x a day i have to squirt 1mL of amoxicillian into his mouth--i think i'd rather give him a bath!), what to look for if his allergy shot reacts badly with his heart murmur, what to look for when his allergy shot wears off, and a huge feeling of guilt for not having rushed him to the doc 2 weeks ago when we first noticed his leg was so raw.
hopefully he reacts well to all meds. any well wishes for spike would be appreciated :) i suppose i should go give him a dose of amox stuff. i can't believe he needs a whole mL of it...i can only compare it to cade needing .16 mL of tylenol. cade is twice the weight of the cat. different drugs, i know.
the good news today...i finally figured out how to make SOFT chocolate chip cookies. the recipe on the back of the chips always says bake at 375. well, i baked at 350 today and even though it took a bit longer, they turned out just beautifully. i think that at 375 the brown sugar starts to melt & get too hot so the cookies turn crispy when they cool. at 350 they stay soft. can't believe it took me this long to figure it out. i recall in 8th grade (1989?) having to do a presentation on how to do something. i picked 'how to make chocolate chip cookies', complete with samples for the class afterward. freebies for the masses always make you popular. :)
it's all harry potter's fault
i'm just so tired. i've stayed up til midnight the last 3 nights reading book 4 of the harry potter series. i got about 200 pages into it a month ago and just got potter-ed out so i put the book aside for a bit. then over the weekend i picked it back up and just couldn't put it down again. yawn.
but i finished it. and it was good. each time i finish one i think, 'that was better than the last one' and 'could i ever write a book?' i don't think i could. it's a dream of mine, but it's quite an undertaking. i haven't written anything but this blog since college (almost 8 years ago). as i read a book i notice the characterization, the dialog btwn characters and i just don't think i could do it as well as other people have. i don't even have a story. i do have an idea though...a few years ago i had a vivid dream and when i woke up i jotted down what i could remember. i believe it's tucked away in my filing cabinet.
our turntable in our microwave finally died. sigh. now i suppose i'll have to call someone to come fix it. our micro's only 3 years old. seems strange for the turntable motor to poop out. maybe this is how frigidares work. i've never bought this brand before, all the appliances came with the house.
why must reese repeat everything she says??? this morning she said something 10x before i gave up and said 'yes reese' and then she still said it 2x after that. it's the most irritating thing i've ever had to sit through. and her narration as she plays? i'm really glad she's using language appropriately but the constant chatter is just driving. me. crazy. i'm thisclose to getting the duct tape out.
i watched the movie 'constantine' yesterday. didn't understand a whit of it. maybe if i was catholic it would have made more sense? sometimes i think i'm going deaf b/c a lot of the comments in the movie i couldn't hear. our sound system is weird, i think it needs to be reconfigured to the basement dimensions, i have to turn it up to 70 before i can hear it. in our old house anything above 45 was too loud. and we have fans set up all over the place so i have to turn up tvs even louder. (another way i'm turning into my parents :/)
we have nothing to do today. i should go return a few things to old navy & kohl's but i also need to go to michael's crafts and they're in different directions. i'm looking for some stencils that i can do in our bathroom. i'm sure you're thinking something overdone and ugly, something that future owners of this house will cringe and think 'paint over it! before i go blind!'. but i'm looking for just a swoop that i can turn vertically and do a line of them along a wall that sticks out a bit. and then paint the wall above the tub blue (the long wall, not all 3). so i'm adding very little color to this bathroom but i think it will all be good. however, i need to repair/spackle the walls a bit, scrape the caulking from the top of the tub, prime the walls (i don't think they were before? whatever paint is there is shit, you can practically see the grey drywall under it, it was sprayed so thinly, paint all the walls & the ceiling, do my stencil, and recaulk the top of the tub. whew. now you know why i'm dragging this project out...i think i could do it quickly if these kids would just grow some sack and entertain themselves.
while typing that i had to pry my laptop's power adapter & cord out of my 14 month old's hands. he was dragging it around like a pull toy and sucking on the end. don't these kids understand i'm BLOGGING for CHRIST'S SAKE. i think i'm feeling a little stressed lately...the phrase 'for christ's sake' has been coming out my mouth more than normal. these kids won't go more than 3 feet from me, and reese has taken to rubbing up against me all the flippin' time. i'm so tired of being touched. is it friday yet? can i take her to school??!?!?!? i'm wondering if i should have put her in preschool, just so i can get a break.
actually i've been worrying about that a lot. should i have put her in p/s? i've always thought ps was for 4 year olds, i think 3 is just too young to expect them to behave in a classroom setting. i think reese would do pretty well, but i just didn't want to push her. we're working dilligently on letters, numbers, etc. at home but she has the next 20 years to spend in school. who knows, if we wait & put her in next year, she might actually get more out of it. and lately she's just been loving sesame street. a few months ago she wouldn't have watched it or gotten really bored when they would do letter stuff. now she loves it.
anyway, more blather from me.
i'm sitting on the stairs behind the baby gate. the kids can't get to me. reese is watching sesame street and cade is playing at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for me to get within reach. i'm listening to marvin gaye. i'm spending entirely too much on itunes downloads. i probably buy 3 albums a week :o it's just too easy to click on that buy button. at the store it was easier to walk away from the cd case but apple has made it easier than every to blow $$$. thanks apple guys!
i guess i'm done for now. out of boring things to talk about. (yes, it had to happen some time.)
but i finished it. and it was good. each time i finish one i think, 'that was better than the last one' and 'could i ever write a book?' i don't think i could. it's a dream of mine, but it's quite an undertaking. i haven't written anything but this blog since college (almost 8 years ago). as i read a book i notice the characterization, the dialog btwn characters and i just don't think i could do it as well as other people have. i don't even have a story. i do have an idea though...a few years ago i had a vivid dream and when i woke up i jotted down what i could remember. i believe it's tucked away in my filing cabinet.
our turntable in our microwave finally died. sigh. now i suppose i'll have to call someone to come fix it. our micro's only 3 years old. seems strange for the turntable motor to poop out. maybe this is how frigidares work. i've never bought this brand before, all the appliances came with the house.
why must reese repeat everything she says??? this morning she said something 10x before i gave up and said 'yes reese' and then she still said it 2x after that. it's the most irritating thing i've ever had to sit through. and her narration as she plays? i'm really glad she's using language appropriately but the constant chatter is just driving. me. crazy. i'm thisclose to getting the duct tape out.
i watched the movie 'constantine' yesterday. didn't understand a whit of it. maybe if i was catholic it would have made more sense? sometimes i think i'm going deaf b/c a lot of the comments in the movie i couldn't hear. our sound system is weird, i think it needs to be reconfigured to the basement dimensions, i have to turn it up to 70 before i can hear it. in our old house anything above 45 was too loud. and we have fans set up all over the place so i have to turn up tvs even louder. (another way i'm turning into my parents :/)
we have nothing to do today. i should go return a few things to old navy & kohl's but i also need to go to michael's crafts and they're in different directions. i'm looking for some stencils that i can do in our bathroom. i'm sure you're thinking something overdone and ugly, something that future owners of this house will cringe and think 'paint over it! before i go blind!'. but i'm looking for just a swoop that i can turn vertically and do a line of them along a wall that sticks out a bit. and then paint the wall above the tub blue (the long wall, not all 3). so i'm adding very little color to this bathroom but i think it will all be good. however, i need to repair/spackle the walls a bit, scrape the caulking from the top of the tub, prime the walls (i don't think they were before? whatever paint is there is shit, you can practically see the grey drywall under it, it was sprayed so thinly, paint all the walls & the ceiling, do my stencil, and recaulk the top of the tub. whew. now you know why i'm dragging this project out...i think i could do it quickly if these kids would just grow some sack and entertain themselves.
while typing that i had to pry my laptop's power adapter & cord out of my 14 month old's hands. he was dragging it around like a pull toy and sucking on the end. don't these kids understand i'm BLOGGING for CHRIST'S SAKE. i think i'm feeling a little stressed lately...the phrase 'for christ's sake' has been coming out my mouth more than normal. these kids won't go more than 3 feet from me, and reese has taken to rubbing up against me all the flippin' time. i'm so tired of being touched. is it friday yet? can i take her to school??!?!?!? i'm wondering if i should have put her in preschool, just so i can get a break.
actually i've been worrying about that a lot. should i have put her in p/s? i've always thought ps was for 4 year olds, i think 3 is just too young to expect them to behave in a classroom setting. i think reese would do pretty well, but i just didn't want to push her. we're working dilligently on letters, numbers, etc. at home but she has the next 20 years to spend in school. who knows, if we wait & put her in next year, she might actually get more out of it. and lately she's just been loving sesame street. a few months ago she wouldn't have watched it or gotten really bored when they would do letter stuff. now she loves it.
anyway, more blather from me.
i'm sitting on the stairs behind the baby gate. the kids can't get to me. reese is watching sesame street and cade is playing at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for me to get within reach. i'm listening to marvin gaye. i'm spending entirely too much on itunes downloads. i probably buy 3 albums a week :o it's just too easy to click on that buy button. at the store it was easier to walk away from the cd case but apple has made it easier than every to blow $$$. thanks apple guys!
i guess i'm done for now. out of boring things to talk about. (yes, it had to happen some time.)
9.12.2005
monday, monday (nah nah, nah nah nah nah)
welcome to another week.
the fine city of norwich is doing some road work on our road. they've been at it for 3 days and who knows when they'll be done. we live on a dead end street, about the length of a football field (maybe shorter? i'm really not a sports fan, so i don't know :b). the folks at the end of the street were having issues where all the water running down the road toward the river seemed to pool in their yard/driveway/basement.
so they complained enough and that got the public works dept on the job. they started the process last wednesday, started digging thursday, did a little work friday am and now they're back. a neighbor said that they're just replacing some piping that's under the road. didn't know that would take more than 3 days??? maybe the guys have just realized that if they work too efficiently, they'll work themselves out of a job! and may i mention that each time the crew comes out they have 3 dump trucks, a little skidloader (on a trailer), and a big pickup truck full of junk, and about 10 people. they spend most of the day backing up & down the road to make room for the different vehicles to get to the work area...did i mention it's a short AND NARROW road? oh well. i'm just glad they're not dicking around with our driveway area. their 'work' really isn't inconvenincing me, other than just listening to the 'beep beep beep' when they back up.
my weekend was pretty much a waste. i just couldn't get motivated to do much. we all know what i did on friday night :) saturday after the kids went down for a nap, i went shopping. hit kohls, old navy, and home depot.
home depot: new ceiling fan for cade's room (it's white but i'm going to spray paint parts of it red & blue, we hope to do a sports theme in there...if that fails, we'll do it patriotic :b every navy family needs a patriotic room!); new light fixture for living room ceiling fan (we broke the current one--playing ball in the house, oops!) and i hate it anyway); new shower curtain rod for the master bath (this is stainless steel w/ white ends and it matches our fixtures, woohoo). i spent about $115 there.
kohl's: 4 long sleeved shirts for reese (they all look the same, but in different colors...$8 each); a dalmation costume for cade that will have to go back b/c it's HUGE on the poor boy, he will be a frog in reese's old costume :); a sweater for reese with poofballs on the strings of the hood (we're already missing one poof. arg)...about $45 spent here.
old navy: (i went crazy here!) 3 pairs of pants for me (1 trouser, 2 prs jeans--the trousers are going back and one pair of jeans are going back...they just look too sloppy); a zip up hoodie for me; yoga pants for me (both on sale!); a black tank to go under the hoodie; a pair of jeans for reese that are going back, they are her size but they're just HUGE on her, ugh. spent $120 here.
so yeah, i blew some $$$ this weekend but i imagine about $40-50 of it will be returned. i rarely try clothes on in dressing rooms anymore. it's just easier to try it on in my bed room than deal with the guard at teh dressing room door (at old navy). and i can't believe i couldn't find any clothes for the kids at ON. the girls stuff was just ugly, imo. and the employees were having a pow-wow in front of the toddler boy stuff so i couldn't browse. the kids have enough clothes anyway. oh, i did buy one more thing for reese:
http://www.oldnavy.com/Asset_Archive/ONWeb/Assets/Product/324/324176/big/on324176-00vliv01.jpg
that describes her personality perfectly these days. maybe replace the w with a b occasionally.
better go get showered while cade (the snot machine) is sleeping. i tried wiping his nose today and he turned his head so he has a streak of dried snot from nose up to his right eyebrow. it looks like glue, the skin under it is wrinkly. should be fun cleaning him up after he wakes up.
both the kids fell asleep after 9pm last night but were up shortly after 6. i think they wake up b/c rob is the noisiest fucking nose blower in the world. starts out normal volume, then turns into big honks as he clears the crap out. by the time he's done both kids are awake and up for the day. and he eats the stinkiest things. my nose is still sensitive after having the kids...i didn't know my preggo nose would morph into my mommy nose :/ anyway, he eats that quick-heating rice in a bag crap with tuna. puke puke puke. the smell keeps me upstairs and i call his cell phone downstairs to ask him to light a candle. the strong LEMON candle that i usually save for after cooking fried foods. rob also likes hot wings...whenever he eats those, all i can smell is the vinegar they use in the hot sauce. it practically burns my nose.
anyway, off to go do something...shower, laundry, call the vet, call my brother (HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRIS!!), survive til rob gets home around 4. think up something for dinner :) what a fulfilling day!!!
the fine city of norwich is doing some road work on our road. they've been at it for 3 days and who knows when they'll be done. we live on a dead end street, about the length of a football field (maybe shorter? i'm really not a sports fan, so i don't know :b). the folks at the end of the street were having issues where all the water running down the road toward the river seemed to pool in their yard/driveway/basement.
so they complained enough and that got the public works dept on the job. they started the process last wednesday, started digging thursday, did a little work friday am and now they're back. a neighbor said that they're just replacing some piping that's under the road. didn't know that would take more than 3 days??? maybe the guys have just realized that if they work too efficiently, they'll work themselves out of a job! and may i mention that each time the crew comes out they have 3 dump trucks, a little skidloader (on a trailer), and a big pickup truck full of junk, and about 10 people. they spend most of the day backing up & down the road to make room for the different vehicles to get to the work area...did i mention it's a short AND NARROW road? oh well. i'm just glad they're not dicking around with our driveway area. their 'work' really isn't inconvenincing me, other than just listening to the 'beep beep beep' when they back up.
my weekend was pretty much a waste. i just couldn't get motivated to do much. we all know what i did on friday night :) saturday after the kids went down for a nap, i went shopping. hit kohls, old navy, and home depot.
home depot: new ceiling fan for cade's room (it's white but i'm going to spray paint parts of it red & blue, we hope to do a sports theme in there...if that fails, we'll do it patriotic :b every navy family needs a patriotic room!); new light fixture for living room ceiling fan (we broke the current one--playing ball in the house, oops!) and i hate it anyway); new shower curtain rod for the master bath (this is stainless steel w/ white ends and it matches our fixtures, woohoo). i spent about $115 there.
kohl's: 4 long sleeved shirts for reese (they all look the same, but in different colors...$8 each); a dalmation costume for cade that will have to go back b/c it's HUGE on the poor boy, he will be a frog in reese's old costume :); a sweater for reese with poofballs on the strings of the hood (we're already missing one poof. arg)...about $45 spent here.
old navy: (i went crazy here!) 3 pairs of pants for me (1 trouser, 2 prs jeans--the trousers are going back and one pair of jeans are going back...they just look too sloppy); a zip up hoodie for me; yoga pants for me (both on sale!); a black tank to go under the hoodie; a pair of jeans for reese that are going back, they are her size but they're just HUGE on her, ugh. spent $120 here.
so yeah, i blew some $$$ this weekend but i imagine about $40-50 of it will be returned. i rarely try clothes on in dressing rooms anymore. it's just easier to try it on in my bed room than deal with the guard at teh dressing room door (at old navy). and i can't believe i couldn't find any clothes for the kids at ON. the girls stuff was just ugly, imo. and the employees were having a pow-wow in front of the toddler boy stuff so i couldn't browse. the kids have enough clothes anyway. oh, i did buy one more thing for reese:
http://www.oldnavy.com/Asset_Archive/ONWeb/Assets/Product/324/324176/big/on324176-00vliv01.jpg
that describes her personality perfectly these days. maybe replace the w with a b occasionally.
better go get showered while cade (the snot machine) is sleeping. i tried wiping his nose today and he turned his head so he has a streak of dried snot from nose up to his right eyebrow. it looks like glue, the skin under it is wrinkly. should be fun cleaning him up after he wakes up.
both the kids fell asleep after 9pm last night but were up shortly after 6. i think they wake up b/c rob is the noisiest fucking nose blower in the world. starts out normal volume, then turns into big honks as he clears the crap out. by the time he's done both kids are awake and up for the day. and he eats the stinkiest things. my nose is still sensitive after having the kids...i didn't know my preggo nose would morph into my mommy nose :/ anyway, he eats that quick-heating rice in a bag crap with tuna. puke puke puke. the smell keeps me upstairs and i call his cell phone downstairs to ask him to light a candle. the strong LEMON candle that i usually save for after cooking fried foods. rob also likes hot wings...whenever he eats those, all i can smell is the vinegar they use in the hot sauce. it practically burns my nose.
anyway, off to go do something...shower, laundry, call the vet, call my brother (HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRIS!!), survive til rob gets home around 4. think up something for dinner :) what a fulfilling day!!!
9.10.2005
3 beers later...
i passed out. yep, 36 oz of killian's red and i'm a goner. actually i was pretty dizzy after the first bottle. but it was fun. i've never done bathtime 1/2 drunk! i was a lot more relaxed :)
i laid down on our bed to wait for reese to konk out in her bed and next thing i know, rob is turning off the tv and it's almost 2am. so i did get some rest, although this morning i smell beery. yuck.
reese enjoyed her 2nd day of school yesterday. i snuck into the room as they were doing their goodbye song and when reese saw me, she ran to me yelling, 'mommy!!' with a big smile on her face. so much better than last time when she saw me & started crying b/c she didn't want to go home. we talked a lot during the week about how she should be happy to see mommy & daddy b/c we're happy to see her, etc. etc...i guess it worked. or else the teachers gave her a bit more warning this time.
they're working on the 'sp' sound (like in spoon) and so they did a spot picture. i think they took those bingo markers and just marked up a piece of paper. lol...it doesn't take much to impress a 3 year old. now she's bugging ME to do it again. ack! i don't have any bingo markers so i guess i'll have to cut up a sponge...hopefully we have some paint around here. otherwise i'll have to use glue & food coloring. the good news is that reese has been saying 'sp' correctly, so she knows this one :)
cade is teething like an i don't know what. for the last 3 days he's been walking around with his hand stuffed in his mouth, whining/crying. he has to be the slowest teether i've ever seen. a few times he had his hand stuffed in there so deep that i heard him gag. if he pukes, rob will be cleaning him up. i've kind of had my fill of him over the last 3 days, cade is very mommy-centric. he orbits me like the sun. (sarah=sun goddess? maybe :))
here's how i'm monitoring reese's tv viewing...we have a 9' tv that she watches in the living room and then around the corner in the kitchen we have a 15' flat screen tv. i just tune both to the same channel and viola...i know what she's watching. of course, now i know WAY too much about clifford, sesame street, and dora. gives us discussion topics though. it's like an oral book report.
yesterday was very busy. i space out my errands so we don't get bored during the rest of the week. but yesterday, we were on the run all day. (which is why we had beer & pizza for dinner. the kids had milk, don't worry;))
--9am: sarah to the doctor for a sore middle finger. and no, it's not from flipping off all those RI drivers that visit CT...doc says it's a neuroma? neurtoma? something not serious, but she's sending me for xrays to rule out anything serious. she'll call me if it is serious, otherwise follow up with my primary doc in 2 or 3 weeks if it's still bothering me. just like a navy doc should, she prescribed vitamin m. 800 mg motrin :) it doesn't really hurt that bad and i think the pills ARE BIGGER than any prenatal vitamin i've ever seen. bad news: i have both kids with me so i'll have to come back for the xray after rob gets home.
--11:45: after letting reese watch 'frosty the snowman' to kill a bit of time at home, we head 6 miles to school so i can drop off reese. funny, these 6 miles take about 15 minutes and involve 2 bridges.
--12:30: get back home, get cade eating lunch. he's crabby b/c he didn't have a nap. for lunch: peach yogurt and cold mac & cheese (our micro's doing weird things). oh, and cade added some mucas to his meal, his nose would not stop running. yuck.
--1:15: cade's asleep, rob's home, and reese is still at school. i run back to the base hospital so i can get the xray.
--2pm: done with the xray, head to my salon to get my brows done. woohoo, my stylist can do it! she's such a sweetie :)
--2:30: fill up rob's car with cheap gas from the gas station next to reese's school. buy star magazine (they were out of people & i needed some gossip!!!), a 32 oz fountain root beer, & 2 snack packs of chips ahoy. i head up the road to reese's school and hang out in my car, reading gossip (which revolves around angelina jolie's sex life & little richie's weightloss) and drinking pop and eating cookies. in silence. ahhhhhh.
--3pm: pick up reese, meet another mom who's son is in class with reese, bribe reese to the car with a cookie. (yes there are some left, i only ate 1 snack pack.)
--4pm: get home and rob immediately leaves for home depot. couldn't he have taken a kid with him? we have 2! arg.
--5:30pm: pick up dinner (pizza & beer). consume mass quantities. let kids run around like freaks on the deck. (cade with only a diaper on :b)
almost done, just have to tell you about reese. she is so cute when she's talking on the phone. yesterday was my dad's birthday and she sang happy birthday to him on the phone. she pronounced every word perfectly and grandpa was very happy :)
reese is now bugging me to do more spot pictures. guess i'll go whip up some spotting materials. :)
bye!
i laid down on our bed to wait for reese to konk out in her bed and next thing i know, rob is turning off the tv and it's almost 2am. so i did get some rest, although this morning i smell beery. yuck.
reese enjoyed her 2nd day of school yesterday. i snuck into the room as they were doing their goodbye song and when reese saw me, she ran to me yelling, 'mommy!!' with a big smile on her face. so much better than last time when she saw me & started crying b/c she didn't want to go home. we talked a lot during the week about how she should be happy to see mommy & daddy b/c we're happy to see her, etc. etc...i guess it worked. or else the teachers gave her a bit more warning this time.
they're working on the 'sp' sound (like in spoon) and so they did a spot picture. i think they took those bingo markers and just marked up a piece of paper. lol...it doesn't take much to impress a 3 year old. now she's bugging ME to do it again. ack! i don't have any bingo markers so i guess i'll have to cut up a sponge...hopefully we have some paint around here. otherwise i'll have to use glue & food coloring. the good news is that reese has been saying 'sp' correctly, so she knows this one :)
cade is teething like an i don't know what. for the last 3 days he's been walking around with his hand stuffed in his mouth, whining/crying. he has to be the slowest teether i've ever seen. a few times he had his hand stuffed in there so deep that i heard him gag. if he pukes, rob will be cleaning him up. i've kind of had my fill of him over the last 3 days, cade is very mommy-centric. he orbits me like the sun. (sarah=sun goddess? maybe :))
here's how i'm monitoring reese's tv viewing...we have a 9' tv that she watches in the living room and then around the corner in the kitchen we have a 15' flat screen tv. i just tune both to the same channel and viola...i know what she's watching. of course, now i know WAY too much about clifford, sesame street, and dora. gives us discussion topics though. it's like an oral book report.
yesterday was very busy. i space out my errands so we don't get bored during the rest of the week. but yesterday, we were on the run all day. (which is why we had beer & pizza for dinner. the kids had milk, don't worry;))
--9am: sarah to the doctor for a sore middle finger. and no, it's not from flipping off all those RI drivers that visit CT...doc says it's a neuroma? neurtoma? something not serious, but she's sending me for xrays to rule out anything serious. she'll call me if it is serious, otherwise follow up with my primary doc in 2 or 3 weeks if it's still bothering me. just like a navy doc should, she prescribed vitamin m. 800 mg motrin :) it doesn't really hurt that bad and i think the pills ARE BIGGER than any prenatal vitamin i've ever seen. bad news: i have both kids with me so i'll have to come back for the xray after rob gets home.
--11:45: after letting reese watch 'frosty the snowman' to kill a bit of time at home, we head 6 miles to school so i can drop off reese. funny, these 6 miles take about 15 minutes and involve 2 bridges.
--12:30: get back home, get cade eating lunch. he's crabby b/c he didn't have a nap. for lunch: peach yogurt and cold mac & cheese (our micro's doing weird things). oh, and cade added some mucas to his meal, his nose would not stop running. yuck.
--1:15: cade's asleep, rob's home, and reese is still at school. i run back to the base hospital so i can get the xray.
--2pm: done with the xray, head to my salon to get my brows done. woohoo, my stylist can do it! she's such a sweetie :)
--2:30: fill up rob's car with cheap gas from the gas station next to reese's school. buy star magazine (they were out of people & i needed some gossip!!!), a 32 oz fountain root beer, & 2 snack packs of chips ahoy. i head up the road to reese's school and hang out in my car, reading gossip (which revolves around angelina jolie's sex life & little richie's weightloss) and drinking pop and eating cookies. in silence. ahhhhhh.
--3pm: pick up reese, meet another mom who's son is in class with reese, bribe reese to the car with a cookie. (yes there are some left, i only ate 1 snack pack.)
--4pm: get home and rob immediately leaves for home depot. couldn't he have taken a kid with him? we have 2! arg.
--5:30pm: pick up dinner (pizza & beer). consume mass quantities. let kids run around like freaks on the deck. (cade with only a diaper on :b)
almost done, just have to tell you about reese. she is so cute when she's talking on the phone. yesterday was my dad's birthday and she sang happy birthday to him on the phone. she pronounced every word perfectly and grandpa was very happy :)
reese is now bugging me to do more spot pictures. guess i'll go whip up some spotting materials. :)
bye!
9.05.2005
abandoned again...
rob has ditched me again. he went to a local baseball game. sigh.
do i depend on him for my happiness? no, b/c i'm not that happy when i'm with him. everything he does just annoys me. his coffee breath (all day long b/c he sips on coffee all day), how he barely listens to anything i have to say b/c he's on teh computer or else watching tv (sports or weather)...
then i get angry that he takes me for granted. he doesn't help with the laundry, unless you call making it to the basket as 'helping.' he sometimes carries the clean stuff upstairs but it's just easier for me to do it instead of waiting for him. he just leaves stuff all over without a 2nd thought for who's going to pick it up. it's bad enough the kids leave stuff all over, i feel like i'm picking up after a 3rd kid. if i just leave his stuff, he doesn't care...it could sit there til it rots and rob would not even notice it.
even just talking to rob is painful. i can predict almost everything he's going to say or every viewpoint he has. everything is about him and how everyone else is an idiot or a moron or a combination of both.
he brings me down, but then i'm back to the beginning of this...do i depend on him for my happiness? should i? apparently i shouldn't, since he didn't have any 2nd thoughts going to the game.
he was going to bring reese but the game is/was at 2pm...right in the middle of her naptime. even if she hadn't been sick, she would have been cranky & bored. i think he just wanted to go and thought he'd bring her a long too.
he's just such a disappointment to me. when i say that i obviously was hoping he'd turn into superman or something after i married him, after we had kids, after we bought a house...
***update***
i'm a schmuck. he volunteered to make dinner & do bathtime. which is better :) although dinner will probably be chinese and the kids will scream bloody murder during bathtime, but at least he offered. that's more than he's done all week. there may be hope for him to get laid after all!
do i depend on him for my happiness? no, b/c i'm not that happy when i'm with him. everything he does just annoys me. his coffee breath (all day long b/c he sips on coffee all day), how he barely listens to anything i have to say b/c he's on teh computer or else watching tv (sports or weather)...
then i get angry that he takes me for granted. he doesn't help with the laundry, unless you call making it to the basket as 'helping.' he sometimes carries the clean stuff upstairs but it's just easier for me to do it instead of waiting for him. he just leaves stuff all over without a 2nd thought for who's going to pick it up. it's bad enough the kids leave stuff all over, i feel like i'm picking up after a 3rd kid. if i just leave his stuff, he doesn't care...it could sit there til it rots and rob would not even notice it.
even just talking to rob is painful. i can predict almost everything he's going to say or every viewpoint he has. everything is about him and how everyone else is an idiot or a moron or a combination of both.
he brings me down, but then i'm back to the beginning of this...do i depend on him for my happiness? should i? apparently i shouldn't, since he didn't have any 2nd thoughts going to the game.
he was going to bring reese but the game is/was at 2pm...right in the middle of her naptime. even if she hadn't been sick, she would have been cranky & bored. i think he just wanted to go and thought he'd bring her a long too.
he's just such a disappointment to me. when i say that i obviously was hoping he'd turn into superman or something after i married him, after we had kids, after we bought a house...
***update***
i'm a schmuck. he volunteered to make dinner & do bathtime. which is better :) although dinner will probably be chinese and the kids will scream bloody murder during bathtime, but at least he offered. that's more than he's done all week. there may be hope for him to get laid after all!
9.03.2005
good morning...
not much happening around here. cade is already asleep for a morning nap. he's been up since 5:45 (yawn :/) and reese is annoying me b/c she's bored. it's one of those days when i really don't want her climbing all over me...i just don't want her to touch me.
wish i was asleep too. i tried snoozing while reese was watching tv but she kept nudging me and then climbing all over me and i gave up.
i need to go work out. that would really make me feel better. but rob decided he needed to spend a few hours dorking around with the yard today. he just goes out and starts working on it, so i guess i'm in charge of the kids.
i don't even feel like talking to rob. everything is about him. i was talking about reese going to school yesterday and he just comes up with some statement about when he went to school. wtf? i'm trying to discuss what would be best for HER and he just recalls about his school days. like that's all the imput he has. things have changed in 29 years, buddy. i'd like some input other than you & your glory days.
he's turned into a baseball nerd. as in watching the red sox's every friggin game. and baseball is not an hour thing...usually 3 hours or more. and they have 5-6 games a week. that means that he is spending at least 15 hours a week watching tv. and ignoring me. :/ he says, why don't you watch it with me? b/c you act like a freak, yelling and shouting at the tve and making an ass out of yourself. that's why.
i don't even feel like doing anything with him, he just does not consider anyone but himself. when he feeds the kids, he always fixes himself lunch first and then sometimes eats it before getting the kids anything. ??? yes, kids can wait, they won't starve. but then he wonders why they're crying when he doesn't share.
he just expects respect from reese but he doesn't do anything to earn it. he doesn't spend time with her, when she comes down from her nap he rolls his eyes like he expected her to sleep all afternoon. not like it impacts him anyway, he doesn't do anything with her. he says that lately she's been bratty and he doesn't like spending time with her. well, she's your kid too, maybe if you'd spend more time FATHERING instead of fucking around, she'd listen to you more.
he does great with cade. he's already preferring to spend time with his son than with reese. tell me she won't remember that :/
yes, i agree, reese can be a brat. so can all kids. but the more time you spend with them, you learn how they tick and what works with them for discipline...and what doesn't. she's your kid, enjoy her. she'll be a teenager soon and then you'll know how big a brat she can be!
wish i was asleep too. i tried snoozing while reese was watching tv but she kept nudging me and then climbing all over me and i gave up.
i need to go work out. that would really make me feel better. but rob decided he needed to spend a few hours dorking around with the yard today. he just goes out and starts working on it, so i guess i'm in charge of the kids.
i don't even feel like talking to rob. everything is about him. i was talking about reese going to school yesterday and he just comes up with some statement about when he went to school. wtf? i'm trying to discuss what would be best for HER and he just recalls about his school days. like that's all the imput he has. things have changed in 29 years, buddy. i'd like some input other than you & your glory days.
he's turned into a baseball nerd. as in watching the red sox's every friggin game. and baseball is not an hour thing...usually 3 hours or more. and they have 5-6 games a week. that means that he is spending at least 15 hours a week watching tv. and ignoring me. :/ he says, why don't you watch it with me? b/c you act like a freak, yelling and shouting at the tve and making an ass out of yourself. that's why.
i don't even feel like doing anything with him, he just does not consider anyone but himself. when he feeds the kids, he always fixes himself lunch first and then sometimes eats it before getting the kids anything. ??? yes, kids can wait, they won't starve. but then he wonders why they're crying when he doesn't share.
he just expects respect from reese but he doesn't do anything to earn it. he doesn't spend time with her, when she comes down from her nap he rolls his eyes like he expected her to sleep all afternoon. not like it impacts him anyway, he doesn't do anything with her. he says that lately she's been bratty and he doesn't like spending time with her. well, she's your kid too, maybe if you'd spend more time FATHERING instead of fucking around, she'd listen to you more.
he does great with cade. he's already preferring to spend time with his son than with reese. tell me she won't remember that :/
yes, i agree, reese can be a brat. so can all kids. but the more time you spend with them, you learn how they tick and what works with them for discipline...and what doesn't. she's your kid, enjoy her. she'll be a teenager soon and then you'll know how big a brat she can be!
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