Do you like my "mumpkin"? Also known as the lazy mom's idea of pumpkin carving - I actually just forgot about carving them, when I remembered on Sunday, we were already committed to something else, and let's face it, it's just plain messy. Luckily Munchkin is still too little to enjoy that anyway. I'll do better next year!
This has to be one of my favorite holidays, one that I have not really been able to participate in for a really long time -- sure we've been to parties, dressed up and made idiots out of ourselves for several years, but nothing compares to going out and getting free candy for doing nothing!!! How great is that? Now that we have Munchkin, we can use her to get the free candy! This year we have decided not to dress up, we just couldn't think of anything original or different. Munchkin is going to be Princess Leia - incredibly funny! I'll send everyone individual pics later. Hope everyone has a happy, safe, and spooky Halloween!!!
Side Bar: The "Church People" showed back up at the house last night a little after 7:00 and right during dinner. I made Hubby send them away since I was in my jammies and wasn't wearing a bra.... So Rude!
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Monday, October 30, 2006
Things have been really busy around here lately - I apologize to my faithful readers for letting you down. While so much has been happening it seems like nothing has been "blog worthy".
We did attend church on Sunday and can pretty much rule out visiting at that church again. Not that it was bad persay, it just wasn't good. Hubby and I both had a really hard time concentrating on the sermon which was about giving back to God, we both kind of felt like it was a sermon asking everyone to give money to the church, which we would if it were our home or we felt moved to do so, it just didn't seem real and heartfelt. If you need money to paint stripes in the parking lot, just say so. Don't try to sugar coat it. So, after church we head off to lunch and then home.... Home, the place in which one of the "Church People" had already come by, can you believe it? 1 hour after the service and someone was already knocking on our door? I know this is bad but, I'm glad we weren't home, we are trying our best to find a church that fits us and that we fit into and we need to do that without the pressure of the "Church People" knocking down our door.
I'm also beginning to wonder, do they get some kind of bonus points for getting us to attend Sunday School? That's all everyone asked us, thanks for coming, did you go to class or "just" the service? As if the service wasn't good enough or enough for our sinful souls as is.....
So, I guess next Sunday we will start over and see if a different church/denomination will suit us a little better.
On the Munchkin front, she is cutting 4 new teeth and no longer crawling. I would say that she is walking, but it's more like a bunch of steps, fall, stand up, a bunch of steps, fall, stand up, and so on.... exciting and nerve racking all at the same time. You should see me padding all of the hard surfaces so that when she falls face first into something hard we don't knock out all of those pretty new teeth....
Monday, October 23, 2006
Congratulations are in order for my "baby" sister - not such a baby, she just turned 27 last week. Anyway, her boyfriend of several years popped the question last week and she of course accepted. The ring is beautiful, and she is as happy as a clam. As are we! Now, let the planning begin. I can't wait to help with this project. You see, when Hubby and I were married over 12 years ago, we didn't really know what we were doing. So in a sick kind of, very supportive way, I get to help plan the "wedding I wish I would have had".
I really am excited for her and my soon to be Brother In Law. We just have to figure out a way for Pops (aka The Bank) to come off the dime and share the wealth - it is after all his baby girl (this was not a card I could use, being the oldest). After doing a little research to present to Dear Old Dad, I have come to find that he got off really cheap with my wedding. Did you know that the average wedding these days is pushing $30,000???? Time to start that wedding fund for Munchkin, can you imagine by the time she turns marrying age?
Anyway, I can't wait to lend a helping hand and nothing will make me more proud than to assist my baby sister in getting the wedding of her dreams - even if we do have to tag team Daddy Dearest.
Thursday, October 19, 2006
One of my jobs as a "Rookie Mom" is to worry, excessively, about everything. My newest in the long, long list is that I just allowed the Dr. to inject my child with a vaccination that some people think may be a link to the cause of Autism. I have done hours of research, and while the world wide web is full of information, you can find anything you want to support either side of the argument. I talked at great length with the Dr. and a nurse about 3 months ago, after watching an episode of Oprah in which the parents of an Autistic child swore it was caused by the vaccine. The Dr. assured me that the information received in all of his studies convinced him that there was no link between the two and that in countries where the MMR vaccine is not given, the Autism rate is not any higher than in the US. Many people believe in this so called link, because the age in which you begin to notice the signs of Autism happens to coincide with the age in which the vaccine is normally given. (or vice versa?)
I was given the option to defer the shot until 15 months, worry then, worry now. Can you really NOT give her the vaccination that she needs because of your own paranoia? But, shouldn't we do everything in our power to protect our children? This has been a toughie for us, probably the toughest so far. I just can't help but wonder, did we make the right decision or the decision that was easy because that's what "everyone" else does.... All we can do now is pray that our beautiful, HEALTHY, baby remains just that.
Sunday, October 15, 2006
What is it about taking off a diaper that makes a child want to pee? I'm getting Munchkin ready for her bath tonight and because she is so anxious to get in the tub, she follows me into the bathroom while I'm checking the water and practically throws herself over the edge. So, instead of taking her back to her room to strip her down and get her ready, I undress her in the bathroom and let her play until I get things situated. I go to pick her up and feel something wet seeping through my sock, as if a wet sock isn't bad enough, Munchkin had pee'd the floor and it was oozing through the grout on the tile like a little maze.... Thanks! Now, I have water running, a wet sock, pee on the floor and a naked baby. (Sounds like the beginning of a joke, don't ya think?)
What to do first? Yell for help. Hubby is downstairs and can't hear me b/c during bathtime we like to listen to music, which happens to be rather loud since it's coming from another room and the water is running. So as Munchkin goes to sit and "play" in her own pee, I scoop her up, plop her in the tub, grab some toilet paper a dab away. Hubby does eventually make it upstairs to check on us and finishes the cleaning with some good ol' clorox clean up while I finish bathtime. Ahh, teamwork!
Thank goodness we didn't have any "floaters" tonight too! More excitement than I need on a Sunday evening!
Thursday, October 12, 2006
You would think that alternating between all of those medicines that one would make me feel better, or atleast just knock me out. I woke up yesterday with the worst headache I think I have ever had in my life (hangovers not included). Nothing, I mean nothing helped. I've never been one to get migraines, so I really had nothing to compare this too, but God love you, if you are one that suffers from this horrible condition, I feel for you.
Hubby went to work and I was left to figure out how to deal with a 1 year old when I could hardly lift my head off of the pillow.... that sounds kind of snotty, I told hubby to go, that I would be ok. I managed to get her up, changed and downstairs for breakfast. I knew that if I could just make it to nap time, I would be good. Now, it's funny how your sense of parenting changes when you are at your weakest. We have always tried to keep Munchkin from watching lots of TV, but yesterday, I couldn't have been happier to see that stupid, over-sized, purple, dinosaur dancing around on my television. He bought me a whole 30 minutes of peace, not quiet, but just not having to act like I was excited to hear the "cow say moo" for the 1000th time!
I must take this time to thank everyone that bought my child a toy that makes lots of noise!! The drum set with the tambourine and maraca, the talking chair, Noahs very loud ark! Any other day, these are great toys and very much appreciated, just not yesterday. Anyway, we made it to nap time. Hubby came home for lunch and decided to call in some back up - I'm not sure if it was becuase I hadn't showered in two days or the yougurt I had all over my shirt from Munchkin licking my shoulder after breakfast, or maybe even the milk she spilled in my hair as I lay on the floor (dying). My Mom was here in less than an hour. You have no idea how many times she has helped us out lately.. Thanks Mom! Today is much better, the pounding in my head is gone and the upside to this whole being sick thing... I've lost 3 pounds! Do I smell a new diet craze!
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
I do love him, this is no surprise to Hubby. He is fully aware of my obsession with all things John Mayer. I even started getting Munchkin hooked on him. While I was pregnant, I would turn on the Ipod and put the ear phones on my belly for her to hear. To this day his music has a calming affect on her... don't laugh, it really does!
I wake up Sunday morning (the day of Munchkin's B'day party) feeling like someone has used me as punching bag. My ribs, chest, back and neck were so sore. I take some tylenol and push through it. By the end of the day, when everyone is gone, I'm running a fever of 101. My first thought....... I can't be getting sick, we have tickets to the John Mayer/Sheryl Crow concert on Monday night....have to be well. I wake up Monday feeling about the same. Hubby dopes me up on Nyquil and proceeds to harass a Dr. that he plays poker with to see if he can work me in... I go to the Dr. and he takes blood (lots of blood) does chest x-rays, and tells me that I have inflammation in my lungs, and what appears to be a viral infection.... Okay, but can I still go to the concert? At this point, I really don't care what anyone says, I've seen him every time he has been in Birmingham and I am not missing this one. Besides, I can sit here or I can sit there. So, we go and he does not disappoint. He did songs from the new album (which rocks) and songs from the older albums (which also rock). My mind wanders during the show........
Sheryl Crow has great arms - bad hair.
What's with the skinny jeans and high heels? Not a good look.
How many times can she switch guitars? Answer: almost every single song.
I bet John Mayer has rough hands from playing the guitar so much.
I like the way he moves his hips.
Are John Mayer and Sheryl Crow "doing it"? All that baby making music going on and nothing going on back stage?
If they are, I hate her!
John needs a hair cut.
Who is he singing about?
How can I get him to sing about me?
Stop thinking, you're happily married.
I heart Hubby too! and Hubby likes John Mayer. It's such great "mood music" how could he not?
Thursday, October 05, 2006
One year ago, right now, I was walking around the house with a towel between my legs, cussing myself for not having packed my bag for the hospital and thanking the Lord that I was too tired to make that stop by Target on my way home from work -(clean up on Alsie 5, how embarrassing would that have been?) Hubby was on his way home from the weekly poker game, that I so rudley interrupted, by calling to tell him that my water broke.
Munchkin had called a meeting! She was ready to make her debut, or so we thought. As we rushed to the hospital and got hooked up to the drugs (ahh, the drugs!!) We waited, and waited...... and waited. It was 13 hours of the family sitting there, staring at me, as if to say "aren't you going to do something?" when she finally decided to make her grand entrance. What a night, I really do remember it, just like it was yesterday. I can't believe my "baby" is turning one tomorrow.
What happened to this year?
Do they all go by this fast?
One thing that I promised myself when Munchkin was born, was that I was going to enjoy every second of her, and I have held to that. I have been careful to enjoy every stage that she was going through, never wanting to rush on to the next. Not the easiest thing to do, but I must say that I have done well. I'm so thankful for every day with this sweet little blessing, we are truly blessed to have such a beautiful, healthy baby girl.
Must go cry....
Monday, October 02, 2006
Do you know this song? It has been stuck in my head since we woke up yesterday. Maybe it's because we have been visiting in South Carolina, maybe it's because I miss hearing the way the drunk people sing it at a piano bar. I can't tell you the last time I actually heard this song. Probably when I was the "drunk people" singing it at a piano bar - I swear, I have never heard this on the radio, and then as we are pulling into Birmingham last night from our trip - It's on the shuffle station on the satellite radio - How bizarre?
Our trip was great, Munchkin was such a trooper. We met our friends from Virginia for the Auburn game and took the kido's to their first Auburn game. They did fantastic, slept through most of it. I think all of the people around us wanted to eat them up, they were so cute dressed in their AU gear... What a game, heart attack anyone? Can't handle too much more of that. They really need to get it together...
Highlights from the trip:
Munchkin and Lil' Pimp shared their first kiss at the AU game.
Still don't know what a "she-crab" is.
Hubby and I lost in a game of Spades - it was a come from very far behind win for "Agent B. and BFF"
Hate it when Hubby goes a hundred low - too much pressure on me!! (this is how we lost the game)
Alligators are very scary and lived in the water behind our condo in Charleston - babies could have been eaten!
Lil' Pimp started walking this weekend! So exciting...
BFF spat on me (sorry, this is an inside joke. Definitely a highlight)
Got some quality "Mommy Time" with BFF by the pool, while Hubby and Agent B. sat with babies.
Munchkin still hates the pool.
Anyway, I could write a separate post on each of these highlights. A great time was had by all. Must give this trip 2 thumbs up..