Just a moment of ventation (is that even a word?)
I am nearly 26 years old. Ok? And I have already have a child. We clear on that? I am not in fact a child myself. Let alone a 5 year old child.
I may be stubborn, but I am not stupid. I would NEVER EVER do anything that would harm my child, so please do not criticize every second, and decision I make um k?
Also, this actually only applies to a few specific people... Not to my family :) So don't stress Mom! I'm not referring to you I promise! I couldn't do this without you! :)
I appreciate all of the care and concern that we have received during this hard time. I really really do! I also don't want people to think that I am ungrateful, which I am not, just a wee bit frustrated :)
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Thank Heavens for Grandmas!
What's better than rocking and cuddling with mama when you're sick? Grandma!
Thank goodness for my awesome Mom taking care of Cricket while she is sick!
Here's hoping they both get some sleep tonight!
Thank goodness for my awesome Mom taking care of Cricket while she is sick!
Here's hoping they both get some sleep tonight!
Pillow Pets

When I first saw these things I couldn't believe how dumb I thought they were... Well, turns out my little girl is in love with them.
Anyway Hubs and I found a killer deal on a puppy one, and my brother took it to her at Grandma's house today. Not a day too soon. Little Cricket is sick today, and now she has a little snuggle buddy since mommy can't be there.
Turns out they aren't so silly after all :)
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Proof
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Potty training

Cricket has always been really amazing and weaning herself from things. She weaned herself off her binky at 6 months and never looked back. She threw it on the floor, and never wanted it again.
At a 12 months she no longer wanted her bottle. I was worried because she was quite attached to it, but one day she threw it, picked up a sippy and has never wanted one again. Same thing happened with the transition from formula to milk. It was not a weaning process.
I have been waiting for something horrible to happen since she has decided all these things herself, some habit that she just can't break.
Well, we bought her a little potty a bit ago from Ikea ($4 people) and one day she decided she was going to use it. And she hasn't looked back. Did I mention she is 18 months old? And she pees, and poops in the potty? Everyday?
My mom said that since she has been staying there (we are on week three) she has only had to change one poopy diaper. Yep, just one. That's my kid. And she tells you that she has to go pee or poo poo.
My child is amazing. I can't believe how she just raises herself!
It will be interesting to see how little man turns out...
Anyway, I got an email from my Mom today, made me laugh so hard, so I thought I would share part of it:
I wish you could have seen what I just saw. I laughed until I cried! It reminded me of another little girl. She was sitting on the potty. I think she likes the pants she has on today. The navy blue ones with the colored dots. "Cute!" Anyway, She was sitting on the potty and tried to put the pants on herself. It was so cute! But we did manage to get them on, after the diaper!
Love,
Mom
Netflix
With our tax return Hubs and I got a new tv. It was set up with Netflix. It has been a LIFESAVER.
We have a futon in our living room right now, that is permanently set up as a bed for me. So when I migrate from our room, I come get on the futon and watch a little Netflix. I love that there are quite a few oldies but goodies on there, Cosby, Murder She Wrote...
I am always on the hunt for a new good show to watch, so any suggestions are welcome.
I am also looking for new books, and projects I can do from a horizontal position, that cost little to no money.
With my severe pregnancy insomnia that I seem to get Netflix has kept me sane. Between that and Hulu, I can watch most anything I want, without paying for cable. I can handle $7.99 a month for a little help keeping my sanity.
We have a futon in our living room right now, that is permanently set up as a bed for me. So when I migrate from our room, I come get on the futon and watch a little Netflix. I love that there are quite a few oldies but goodies on there, Cosby, Murder She Wrote...
I am always on the hunt for a new good show to watch, so any suggestions are welcome.
I am also looking for new books, and projects I can do from a horizontal position, that cost little to no money.
With my severe pregnancy insomnia that I seem to get Netflix has kept me sane. Between that and Hulu, I can watch most anything I want, without paying for cable. I can handle $7.99 a month for a little help keeping my sanity.
"Did you just have your baby?"
I had quite an eventful and busy day, compared to my life lately...
I had a dentist appt, an optometrist appt, and a chiropractic appt. Luckily Hubs was able to pack me around like the invalid that I am.
It is the longest I have been out of the house for two months.
First I will regale you with my dentist story...
I needed one tooth filled (A miracle folks, cause I was pretty certain I would have about 50 cavities and a root canal) and needed to get my teeth clean (can I get a hallelujah? Who doesn't like their teeth cleaned?). A few interesting things happened while at the dentist to Hubs and I.
First I will start with Hubs. He waited in the waiting room for me, and while in there got to listen IN DETAIL to a man confess to his spouse about his torrid affair... Did I mention she made him tell her exact IN DEPTH details? Yep... It's true.... Sadly.
Second, it's been awhile since I had my teeth cleaned... Um like 8 years (shame I know, but I have a deep fear of dentists since my last experience). I had forgotten the strangeness of getting your teeth cleaned. My question is this: If the Dentist, AND the hygienist get protective eye wear, how come the patient doesn't? Cause I'm pretty sure I don't want my own spit in my eye. Just saying. Also, if you can see I have a gigantic canker sore in my mouth, please do not insist on using the sucker machine only on that spot in my mouth. It hurts real bad. And it's actually not real funny turns out.
Third and last dentist story: Once the dentist finished up, and the hygienist is "polishing" my teeth (fancy word for brushing them real hard and halfheartedly) She says to me: "Did you just have your baby?" Um... no, I'm due in June. "Oh so your just like 6 weeks pregnant then?" Um... no I'm 25 weeks pregnant. "Oh, well are you sure?" Yep. Pretty sure. "Well, you don't look like you're pregnant... You just look like you have the post baby flub." Ok? Thanks? I think?
Also, why do they insist on asking you tons of questions, while you have all the instruments in your mouth, and then get upset at you when you answer?
Next up: The Optometrist. I am blind in one eye. Perfect vision in my other eye. Strange I know, another special thing I here about often. As a child I had one coke bottle lens and one plain plastic lens. In high school I graduated to contact. Not contacts, contact. Obviously in my blind eye. So I got some new glasses (which I haven't wore since I was about 12). Well turns out my blind eye has gotten worse by 4 steps, and has developed a pretty severe astigmatism; while my other eye has somehow maintained perfect vision (it's amazing I know). So now my glasses are even more special than before. Anyway, moral of the story is, I went to pick my glasses up and adjusted. Well the man asked me which side I thought was lower, so I tell him. He shouts at me and says (no lie) "Wrong!" Yep. Well sir, why did you ask me then? He continues to adjust my glasses and then tells me like I am a five year old wearing my first pair of glasses how careful I need to be, and to not attempt to adjust them myself. Ok? Pretty sure I am smart enough to figure that one out all by myself thanks!
Chiropractor: I have been seeing a really great chiropractor, that specializes in pregnancy, and bed rest. Which is right up my alley :) But since I don't move much my muscles get really tight and don't allow for an easy adjustment. And because of the way I have to lay and the long periods of time I am down, the adjustments are pretty intense every time I go. Twice a week. He said I should go three times. A week. That is the havoc I am currently reeking on my body by doing absolutely nothing. In order to do the adjustment, he has to do some incredibly deep tissue massage. With this tool that is my enemy. It is incredible pain, and then my back labor kicks in. It is horrible. Probably some of the most intense pain I have EVER experienced. And I am not exaggerating. The adjustment hurts so good, but the deep tissue part, horrible. And it hurts for at least two days after. Good thing I am already confined to bed, because I am fairly certain I would end up there anyway lol.
Pretty sure I'm gonna go ice my back now :)
I had a dentist appt, an optometrist appt, and a chiropractic appt. Luckily Hubs was able to pack me around like the invalid that I am.
It is the longest I have been out of the house for two months.
First I will regale you with my dentist story...
I needed one tooth filled (A miracle folks, cause I was pretty certain I would have about 50 cavities and a root canal) and needed to get my teeth clean (can I get a hallelujah? Who doesn't like their teeth cleaned?). A few interesting things happened while at the dentist to Hubs and I.
First I will start with Hubs. He waited in the waiting room for me, and while in there got to listen IN DETAIL to a man confess to his spouse about his torrid affair... Did I mention she made him tell her exact IN DEPTH details? Yep... It's true.... Sadly.
Second, it's been awhile since I had my teeth cleaned... Um like 8 years (shame I know, but I have a deep fear of dentists since my last experience). I had forgotten the strangeness of getting your teeth cleaned. My question is this: If the Dentist, AND the hygienist get protective eye wear, how come the patient doesn't? Cause I'm pretty sure I don't want my own spit in my eye. Just saying. Also, if you can see I have a gigantic canker sore in my mouth, please do not insist on using the sucker machine only on that spot in my mouth. It hurts real bad. And it's actually not real funny turns out.
Third and last dentist story: Once the dentist finished up, and the hygienist is "polishing" my teeth (fancy word for brushing them real hard and halfheartedly) She says to me: "Did you just have your baby?" Um... no, I'm due in June. "Oh so your just like 6 weeks pregnant then?" Um... no I'm 25 weeks pregnant. "Oh, well are you sure?" Yep. Pretty sure. "Well, you don't look like you're pregnant... You just look like you have the post baby flub." Ok? Thanks? I think?
Also, why do they insist on asking you tons of questions, while you have all the instruments in your mouth, and then get upset at you when you answer?
Next up: The Optometrist. I am blind in one eye. Perfect vision in my other eye. Strange I know, another special thing I here about often. As a child I had one coke bottle lens and one plain plastic lens. In high school I graduated to contact. Not contacts, contact. Obviously in my blind eye. So I got some new glasses (which I haven't wore since I was about 12). Well turns out my blind eye has gotten worse by 4 steps, and has developed a pretty severe astigmatism; while my other eye has somehow maintained perfect vision (it's amazing I know). So now my glasses are even more special than before. Anyway, moral of the story is, I went to pick my glasses up and adjusted. Well the man asked me which side I thought was lower, so I tell him. He shouts at me and says (no lie) "Wrong!" Yep. Well sir, why did you ask me then? He continues to adjust my glasses and then tells me like I am a five year old wearing my first pair of glasses how careful I need to be, and to not attempt to adjust them myself. Ok? Pretty sure I am smart enough to figure that one out all by myself thanks!
Chiropractor: I have been seeing a really great chiropractor, that specializes in pregnancy, and bed rest. Which is right up my alley :) But since I don't move much my muscles get really tight and don't allow for an easy adjustment. And because of the way I have to lay and the long periods of time I am down, the adjustments are pretty intense every time I go. Twice a week. He said I should go three times. A week. That is the havoc I am currently reeking on my body by doing absolutely nothing. In order to do the adjustment, he has to do some incredibly deep tissue massage. With this tool that is my enemy. It is incredible pain, and then my back labor kicks in. It is horrible. Probably some of the most intense pain I have EVER experienced. And I am not exaggerating. The adjustment hurts so good, but the deep tissue part, horrible. And it hurts for at least two days after. Good thing I am already confined to bed, because I am fairly certain I would end up there anyway lol.
Pretty sure I'm gonna go ice my back now :)
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