Too long for too long

ok, I really need to update this thing. I Have to take a motherly moment and say that my kid was very cute on Halloween. He was a tiger (you'd be amazed that most people said...oh look what a cute lion)...But I'm not sure how an orange and black striped tiger looks so much like that. Oh and at a last minute through together, my daughter was the very hungry caterpillar.
I really need to show this to you. It's freakin' AWESOME:
http://www.i-am-bored.com/bored_link.cfm?link_id=26042

Well we were able to get a full size crib finally. We set it up in Dee's room, but I want to put a bumper on it, other wise Wee gets her arms and legs stuck in the slats. So hopefully this weekend we will be putting the kids together, I think that it will work out. Of course there will be a little bit of time for adjustment. We'll see how it goes.

Croup Crap

Hey, so I am awful at writing on this thing but I have not given up yet. I will press on. My kids are both just getting the croup. so I'm pooped. so this is all I'll say today.

Global Warming Fact or Fiction?

This is SO interesting. It takes a while to watch all these links but I believe it is VERY fascinating and worth investigating. With Al Gore's Film out about Global Warming people are getting more involved and I think that it's wonderful to try to keep our planet clean but I had never heard of this side until a friend pointed out the BBC documentary. I helps to hear both sides on an issue. Think about it...

Intro to Both Documentaries: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=efe7LzQ36Pk
CNN Report: http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-2951065823736508883
BBC Report (It's over an hour long, here it's broken down into 8 parts):
Part 1: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8f8v5du5_ag
Part 2: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R2S5OGS-g9g
Part 3: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vufPWwsUu_k
Part 4: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U9Ku1_gruaQ
Part 5: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zalexeUwtNw
Part 6: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MvkX3jNjPK8
Part 7: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=660hjo4f6Ig
Part 8: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S0c9K4QGIMY

Cry Babies

Well today has been an interesting day. I certainly owe my husband! I got up and wanted to meet a bunch of people for a play date at the park. (i.e. play dates are a set time that you get together to let your kids play.) I know that Dee loves playing with other kids and being outside. Well I got everyone up and they were both upset. Fighting to put on clothes, fighting to eat, fighting to get into the car. We're all ready and...the car won't start. GRRR! So amassed the crying and screaming I call my husband who was coming home for lunch in an hour or so. He comes early, we can't start the car. i finally leave the kids with him and am able to start the car after I fiddle with the cables. I leave it running and we go in to eat lunch, DH (dear husband) even does the dishes that are mounting up in the sink. We go out side and the car is stopped and dead again. We're thinking alternator, we will see by tomorrow. But I owe him for coming home and helping out tons. It's only the early afternoon and I'm already exhausted....it's almost like being pregnant again. GASP! Thankfully no or it would have to be pretty immaculate. Hahaha, on that note, I'll be off.

What's in a name?

Well, I am happy to say that I enjoyed our trip down to Houston to visit family. I am grateful that we traveled safely and are home now. But what normally takes 4 1/2 or 5 hours took us 9 1/2 hours. We drove through a rain storm on the way down and got caught behind an over turned 18 wheeler, we were PARKED on the highway for 3 hours solid. Park with a 6 week old and 2 year old at 11 o'clock at night is not my idea of a fun time. Considering the conditions and all the factors involved, they were remarkably well behaved and we all survived the wait. I'm just glad we didn't have that kind of trouble on the way home. Anyway, here's a fun link for your mindless entertainment.


p.s. My family is all on medications that is clearing up the ailments in our home, THANK GOODNESS. Now we are becoming more cheerful and back to our rested and happy state. WOOHOO!

HowManyOfMe.com

There are 37 people with my name in the U.S.A. How many have your name?

quicky

Just a quick note today. I'm so glad to not be pregnant any more. I can't believe the changes in my energy level. I am FINIALLY starting to clean up my house and get things unpacked from the flooding that happened pre-baby. It's been like 2 months. YEAH for our good health! (I hope Wee starts to feel better, she's been sick forever, poor thing).

vacation and paradise

so we've been planning a vacation to german for over a year now and it just fell through. ARRGgg. So we are franticly trying to head out to San Diego over the summer. I'm sure it will be fun I just hate the limbo of it all. Speaking of limbo, no harm intended but I'm curious as to peoples opinions on this matter. The pope has come out and said that there is no such thing as limbo any more. How can catholic dogma be changed (is dogma derogatory?) Can catholic doctrine just change? Does he really have that much power that he can send all the little babies who were hanging out in limbo for the last few hundred years to heaven? I know that with the understanding of the priesthood or authority from God what is sealed on earth will be sealed in heaven but limbo wasn't in heaven....discuss.
For those of you unfamiliar with catholic beliefs, and please correct me if I'm wrong. But the understanding of what happens after this mortal life is (no WAS) this...Heaven- self explanatory, limbo- babies who died before they got baptized, purgatory- sinners go, and hell- the worst of the worst.

sleep? I don't need no stinkin' sleep!

Well, I'm pooped today. WeE has been sick for a couple of weeks now and I feel so bad for her. I am getting up every 30 minutes to suck her little nose dry so she can breath. So I'm not getting any sleep. The sad thing is if I didn't have to wake her up all the time, she'd be sleeping through the night. Poor thing, poor me! Anyway, I slept this afternoon when DH (dear husband) was home for lunch. That was nice. I know WeE is only like 3 1/2 weeks old, she's been sick for 2 weeks of it. What a lame experience for her in her new body. I keep telling her it will get better. On a different note, I'm getting really excited about going back to school. I am getting tired of sitting at home all the time. I hope to be in school part time in the fall. We'll see, and I'll need to find a babysitter in case scott gets deployed again, hmmm. Well that should be good for a daily entry. DEE's crazy! bye

Baby Roo (well really WeE rather)

Well I failed at keeping my posts short and more frequent but I feel I had a good excuse. Had a baby and all. WeE was great and health. Only 4 pushes (versus 2 1/2 hours), mucho better then the previous labor experience. She was 7 lbs and 1 ounce (small baby for my family). She has lots of hair blue eyes, for now. I believe the consensus is that she looks like me (poor soul), but things change every day. So lets all welcome WeE Roo into the world!


Ps. DEE got his first Hair cut!

How to...Grrr

How to make a cranky 9 month along pregnant woman even crankier:
Wake her in the middle of the night with a cranky toddler who also has only half a nights sleep and been playing for a couple of hours, then skip out of town after you wake her and wish her a good day with the sleep deprived child who barely survives a GOOD DAY with his hormonal raging, emotional, irrational, exhausted, cranky mother!

So I need to vent a bit....Someone in my family (remaining unnamed) came to spend the night last night on their way through town. We called, as the night went on, to see when they would get here, debating whether or not to keep DEE up for them to see, since they would be leaving early in the morning but would be returning on they're way back home and stay for a week or so visit rather then for a night. Not having answered their phone (which has continually been a problem for this person in the past), we decided to put him to bed an hour late, and we did so, the said person arriving 30 minutes afterward. We visited with them for a while and all retired to bed with the plans set for them to leave early the next morning.
I have been taking Tylenol PM to help me sleep this last week so I won't kill my family, friends, or the cashier at the store as they smile to greet me. In the wee early morning (3 hours before DEE and I usually arise) I hear him talking and singing, but it's not through the baby monitor. At first I was alarmed because he is becoming very capable of climbing out of his bed and he can open doors now, so I almost jumped out of bed, but I waited...someone was talking to DEE. I recalled that this said person...in the past, has woken him up early on prior occasions to see him or because....well, to be honest, I'm not sure why really, but this was not a total shock to comprehend this occurring again. I ended up (being very irrational and cranky these last few weeks) thinking how awful my day will be cuz the person was planning on leaving in 45 minutes or so, meaning I would be up early and so would my son. AKA: Both of us would be awnry today.
Thankfully my level headed husband talked me through many other scenarios: The said person accidentally woke DEE when they were getting ready, or maybe they don't know his schedule and got him up when they thought it was right, so I wouldn't have to and could sleep in, etc. Then said husband got up for work and went to investigate. In truth there was good news and bad news. DEE was crying for 30 minutes 2 hours previous to when I awoke and said family member got him up, trying to be "helpful" and played with him for the 3 hours. When I heard about how tired said person is, I felt a bit bad Dee awoke them, how awful of me to jump to some many conclusions, and can only think that the Tylenol was what kept me from hearing him cry for 30 minutes straight (which is extremely uncommon as far as I'm aware). I probably wouldn't have been nearly this upset if I wasn't hauling around a 7 pound plus parasite (endearingly named so) on my hips 24/7.
But thinking back, if the person truly did think it through and really did want to be helpful (being a parent them self), playing with a 20 month old at 4 in the morning would not be the "NICE" thing to do. I could be wrong but I'd rather be awake for 30 minutes in the middle of the night rather then 3 or 4 hours earlier for my day, and I feel the same way about Dee. I think they had a little bit of a selfish motive in the choices they made, so my sorrow for their tiredness isn't too plentiful, although I'm no longer filled with rage and selfish indignation about having to get up early.
The good news: Thankfully when I got up, Dee was more then happy to promptly go back down (having only half the night's sleep he usually gets) allowing me to nap and currently he is down for a second nap of the day already. He hasn't been TOO cranky and because I'm a zombie I have declared today...MOVIE DAY. I'm a less affective parent and we watched a movie this morning....more is to follow after said nap.
BTW: this has been a little over dramatised for your entertainment...wait, no it hasn't, I really am on this extreme emotional roller coaster, but I did type it with a smile (please apply sarcastic tones where I sounded pretty outrageous). Not very charitable of me, I must say. Note to self: Need to work on loving my fellow man, giving the benefit of the doubt more often, and using less angry humor. Maybe after next week, right? "Sigh"

Where from here?

I found this old post I never finished, it was sitting in my drafts from last JULY! I haven't finished it but I thought it would be worth posting. Maybe I'll add more to it someday...

"I was thinking about my life a while back. I was thinking of all my "teachers" and things I've learned in life. I truly amazes me at what I've gained. I've also noticed things that I have learned and taken for granted, then I look at people around me and realize all they don't know or understand and all that they do that I have yet to learn. It's very true...the more you learn the less you know. I was listening to a friend talk about her son and the relationship there. I realize how lost people people can be. I loved living with some of my old roommates. There were four of us, four religions, four political views, four financial homes. And these were extreme, not just little differences. I have lived with many people through out my life but this example really sticks out in my mind. We all got along (almost) perfectly. I love each of those girls...although you'd never believe me with how out of touch that I am with them. But some people don't have answers to very basic questions in life. I fell that I should tell what I know. Maybe you can find out these truths for your self.
Where did we come from?
How were our bodies physically made I'm not sure, but where I came from I can tell you that. Have you ever held a new born baby? If you look at their essence...their aura, they are pure, innocent, heavenly (nixing the idea of original sin). That child was sent from the Lord. To be sent from somewhere means you have to be there to begin with. That child came from God. We all were that pure and clean when we were born, we all came from God. When we talk about eternity there is no beginning or end. there is no BEGINNING or end. So if we were with God why did we come here and have to live with these bodies that get aches and pains and old and broken?
When you talk to someone who works with metal, they will tell you all the impurities that can be in a metal. To purify that metal you place it in a hot spot, a fire, at a certain temperature (depending on the metal.) You know the metal is finished, is pure when you can see your reflection in it. The Lord wants us to be happy, and the happiest we could ever be is to be as close to him as possible: spiritually, mentally, and physically. Well we can't be there physically just yet. We know that no unclean thing can dwell with the Lord, so now that we're here and sinning we can no longer return to him. But if you talk to many of our older generation they will tell you that you can do nothing about your mistakes but try to fix them and learn from them. So that's what we do, learn and grow. And if we are trying our best to follow our conscience....we'll get there. We'll find the answers we're looking for, the peace inside."

start a fresh

Today is going OK. I'm getting more uncomfortable every day but I know it will be worth it in the end. Truth be told I am feeling much better then yesterday. My back hurt so bad I tried to stand on my head but I am too heavy and I got a HUGE headache, we were laughing so hard about it after. Ever seen a 9 month pregnant girl stand on her head? I haven't but my husband has, and let me tell you it was awful. The weather is nice out, I think I might open the windows for some fresh air. I dreamed that I peed in my bed about 3 times last night. I kept waking up terrified that I really did wet the bed, thankfully, I did not. I am getting frustrated at how long it takes me to do anything these days, I have to plan for a whole day just to pick up clutter in a room. It take s me hours to do what my husband comes home and does it in like 30 minutes. GGRrrr. The other funny thing is mow my son (who is 20 months old) grunts and huffs and puffs if he picks something up off the floor, I know it's a reflection of me but HELLO!?! :D my toddler is picking up on my mannerisms of being pregnant. Sigh, such is life.
I read a Mark Twain Quote that I loved, "When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained." I can relate to this so often in my life (even before I was on this crazy hormonal roller coaster), maybe that is why Alice in Wonderland is so appealing to me! well I may get the urge to write again later today, but I'm afraid if I don't post this now I never will. Tata for now!

quick line

Well I hope to start upgrading this blog more frequently, I should just use shorter updates. I'm am so thankful for my life right now. My health is good and we were able to get the flooring down in our house before the baby comes. (the sewage backed up into our house, but the city paid for it, it took about 1 1/2 months to get it all fixed). Anyway, I am to have my baby in a week or 2. Well duty calls, wish me luck on the future posts.

It's about Time

Hello Hello! I haven't forgotten about you! Of course the times that I would love to post my computer crashed and we have yet to fix it. It's hard to take DEE to the library these days so I have been doing a bare minimum on my email/internet interaction. We had a couple of firsts these last few weeks. DEE pooped in the bath for the first time. Awful and hysterical all at the same time. The other first is he has learned to push chairs somewhere and climb up on them and then grab everything insight (or reach). Unfortunately he is not the greatest at getting off the chair, he has been known to have a couple of tough falls. But I can't get mad at him, this is what he's suppose to be doing. It means he's a problem solver and has determination. We took him out to the county last night for fireworks. It was so much fun, he got to hold sparklers and he really enjoyed the fountains and artillery shells, but it was really cold. DH (dear husband) and DEE and I enjoyed our Christmas this year. We took it easy and didn't have any really big plans. On Christmas Eve we tried to go caroling and do some service at a local retirement home but it didn't work out. We also tried to go see a live nativity but we went to the wrong location and missed the whole thing. We did get to drive around Denton and look at Christmas lights, DEE really enjoyed that. It was good family time and we sat all warm in the car. We also read from the scriptures and had DEE open a couple of gifts (wise man gifts.) On Christmas Day we slept in till 10 or so and then got up and opened presents. Well we watched DEE open his gifts, man did he bank! He got so much loot, we didn't even get him that much because he got so much from everyone else. DH cooked a turkey over night so at lunch we had stuffing and turkey (it was so good it fell right off the bone) and all the good stuff. We sat around our piano and sang carols, that was also fun. I enjoyed the quiet time watching DH and DEE play with all the gifts. And by the evening DH was sad because he wanted to spend it with people and everyone we had invited didn't end up coming. We finally headed out to my sister's home. She's got for sons between 12 and 6 years. We went and played games with them and spent some good time with them. Over all I really enjoyed this year, different then most other years, but in it's own right it was wonderful. We got to figure out a couple of traditions we want and don't want to do with our family.

Life is moving along. I'm due in 3 months. WOOHOO, and this pregnancy is much easier then the last, over all. I was much more sick the first 3 months but that I am doing great. I'm starting to get a bit uncomfortable because of the size and I'm also getting tired easier but it's all with the territory. I'm excited because one of my sisters is due on Feb. 24 so we'll have kids about 1 month apart. Well assuming I'm early, and we're really going to try to be early.

Well I hope everyone is having a great New Year! I hope to get my computer fixed soon, ta ta for now!

What's Going On?

Hey! I'm a slacker... What's been going on? Nothing really. My parents are moving to china for 3 years. We're buying their car (NICE!) Most of my friends have stopped calling, unwilling, coming over, for many reasons but regardless I'm becoming a hermit. I've been sick lately, so that hasn't helped. I'm Not taking any classes this semester (DUH!) due to complications that have arisen lately. WILL I NEVER GRADUATE?!? DEE is walking like a maniac and is all about destroying everything he can find. BLAH. My intelligence is starting to fail, even my one time of the week I could have a stimulating experience with adults (church) has been squashed. I was asked to work in the nursery so I work with (give or take) 10 kids from 18 months to 3 years of age. I feel like that woman in the commercial, do you remember? Where she's speaking baby talk to her kid the whole time and then her husband takes her to the opera and she comments on the "Iambic Pentameter ... wameter." I really should finish unpacking, since that's what needs to be done around here, but that is not exciting anymore. I've been doing it for months. BLAH BLAH! Oh by the way everyone is alive and healthy, I noticed there were some entries with no conclusions. No has died yet and everyone seems to be thriving (except me). Well Short and Sweet. Bye.

Oh Baby

DEE will be one year old at the end of the month. I can't believe that it's been a year!

Hypocrits Bug!

Ok, I was having some friends over to hang out and one brought a guy with her. I am so ok with that, the more the marrier. Well this guy was great, funny, smart, passionate about a lot of things. We were dicussing that some major changes that were happening around the area and we talked about our feelings of the growth and development. I really was impressed because he knows a guy that is trying to do a documentary of the upcoming building and such, as well as how the people of the community feel about it and how it will effect the culture (some people are very upset about the changes.) So he goes off an a tangent about how he really is excited about people who find a cause and are trying to make a difference in the world with it. The idea of rallying the people around to stand for something the person feels strong about. He states how he has a dream about finding something that he's so passionate about and how he loves the idea and yada yada yada. He goes on and we all agree and such. Then somehow the topic of missionaries is brought up and he just goes off about how he gets so angry with them and won't open the door. EVERYONE there was like "well wait" and I make the comment how it's so freaking hot we could atleast give them water. And this guy was like "No, they ..." and just freaks out about it all again. The friend who brought this guy interupted him and said "wait, you know they are mormon and they both..."
"I don't care" the guy goes on, "I hate seeing those stupid people trying to bug me and waste my time and ..." blah blah blah.
If you didn't know, both my husband and myself served missions for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. HELLO?!!
I kinda got a bit upset at him (but not to his face, I just murmured about it later, and am ranting about it now.) HYPOCRIT! I mean come on, I feel so passionate about my cause (or the Lord's cause) that I tried everything I knew to tell people about it (and still am), I even took the time to knock on everydoor I could for 18 monthes and tell people who might not have heard otherwise. Of course, this only teaches me that as honorable and "for the cause" as this guy and many others want to be, they are quite close minded, selfish and angry people, going against the whole concept of what he wanted to do, and being the stuborn person he wanted to change. Ok, now that's off my chest. Please feel free to comment or tell me I'm wrong or that this made no sense of any kind. It would be nice to hear ya'll thoughts this time.

great quote!

Jed Babbin said that "going to war without France is like going deer hunting without an accordion."

Erg, I've been tagged

Wow how exciting I've received my first blog tag.
Now that I'm past all my post pardum poopoo I'm feeling all happy and chipper.

ok, it took a bit of investigation but I found out what I'm suppose to do with this tag...List 5 things most people don't know about me.

5. Well I figured out that most people don't know I have a mild fear of water. This stems from multiple near drowning experiences as a child (including a stupid SWIMMING teacher.) Therefore I am a poor swimmer and movies about ships sinking or people drowning (ex. "what lies beneath") really freak me out.

4. I have an addiction to stimulating my mouth, I know it sounds strange. I usually don't know I'm doing it, but I'm almost always biting a nail, cuticle, the inside of my mouth, or I chew gum. It's very hard for me not to be doing something, weird I know.

3. If I could have any job in the world my top three, not in any order, would be:
a movie director/producer, or a institute teacher (LDS religion classes), or work for the Peace Corp. or the UN (I get a little frustrated with them sometimes.)

2. Except in a few rare cases which will remain unnamed, I generally can not hold a grudge over night.

1. I love coffee, but I don't drink it. If I'm ever totally stressed out I'll go to the grocery store and just stand by the coffee and breath really deep for a minute or two.

Well there you have it! Now time to tag someone else....
I tag:
Heather
Cara

And I think, including steph who tagged me, that totals the people who read my blog. WooHoo

Happy New Year

Hello to all my fellow fans (ha).

I've not given up on writing you and one of my new resolutions is (yes I know) to write you more frequently. I thought I'd tell you about my stresses of the day. Without getting into too much info I'll try avoid using names. I was able to chat to a good friend today. Her mother was killed a few monthes back (like right around the time of my last entry). I have really enjoyed her company as I have not gotten to hang out with her in what feels like ages. I do worry about her life choices and especially her boyfriends but I shouldn't complain as I have had my fair share of... not so amazing men. I'm very glad that she's going to see a therapist for her mother's murder.

I also got a chance to speak with another friend on the phone, she's been having a heck of a time. Her and her husband have been trying to have children for around 2 years now and no luck, it was also good to visit with her (on the phone). When I told her I was expecting (over a year ago) it was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. To complicate it, her other best friend had just a baby so I was not looking forward to telling her, it worked out good and she was happy for us. But the poor thing has the inlaws from Hell. I thought that my sister's were bad, but this friend's tops it all.

I have a good friend who is awefully depressed lately. We ALSO talked today. He's not sure what's going on but he has been cranky and is pulling away from his friends. So we talked online a bit. I hope that he is able to figure it out. I know what it's like to get in a rut and not know what it is or how to get out.

I had a chance to go through some old pictures today, I found a $900 paycheck I never deposited. When I told my husband I felt like he was going to flip out. It was 4 years old. We're working to see if the company will reissue it. I also found a bunch of old notes and letters written to me over the years by some friends. People that I don't keep intouch with since high school (except the one from my father.) They were thank you letters and notes of encouragement, which I really needed right now. You see, much like one of my friends I'm geting a bit depressed. I am starting to sleep as late as I can (till the baby needs to eat for a second time) and I never want to do anything, get dressed, talk to anyone, or eat or go anywhere. I haven't clean, and just try to excape in a book or movie or something else. But it is really starting to worry me because I'm starting to catch myself getting frustrated because the baby needs me. I mean hello he's a baby! I need to play with him and feed him and change his diaper and it usually is no big deal, but the past week I've been getting selfish with my time. I'm sure I'm a horrible mother now and someone will call social services on me soon. Regardless, he's been doing remarkablely good. We're about to try something besides baby cereal to eat and he rolls all over the floor, he'll be crawling any day now. He just needs a little more practice sitting up and he'll be really good at it. Can you get postpardum depression this late, 6 monthes after the baby?

I'm sure that a factor to my depression (and how I had all this free time on my hands to talk to so many people today) is how my husband has been deployed with FEMA for FOREVER. ok, really he's been gone since mid September but he's been deployed since August, some of it was local work. Anyway, he is sad because he is missing his son growing up and he doesn't like being alone and he is stressed so i get the job of cheering him up. He is working in Louisana trying to help with Katrina and Rita. He now is ONLY working 10 hours a day, 6 days a week and trying to study for his comprihensive exam of essays that will be from 9am to 5 pm (with a lunch break) covering his Master program material.

And lets talk about my holiday. My Father-In-Law is a great man. But he has a bit of a tendency to work his family's emotions. He has diabetes and reached the point where he needed dialisis. Now this man has been very sick since long before I met him and I understand that he was afraid to go on dialisis and that it's hard, and usually you don't stop dialisis until you die. But he decided he wanted to die (this was Christmas eve day.) He is saying his good bys to everyone and giving them blessings and everyone is crying all day. We don't live near the family so we hop in the car and drive like crazy to get to the house (he wanted to die at home) but before we got there we got a call. He changed his mind and wants to try it out. Well just great (we were about an hour away) so we just head to the hospital to see him. I'm very grateful that he is doing better and had a change of heart and wants to live, but how anti-climatical. My husband didn't know what to do, his emotions were all strung out by then and I found out that before I was dating my husband, his father did this all the time. I'm not complaining as much as listing one more thing I've been stressed about.
But now for a cheering up, lets end on a good note. I got to go visit my sister in September. She lives in ShenZen, China. I was able to go for 10 days and see her and her family. It was a once in a life time chance. I'm glad I got to go. It was really a neat thing to see. Pretty cool to have a son be a world traveler by age 2 months. Well it's late and I need to sleep. Farewell till next time.