I haven't done one of these in awhile, but I always think they're fun and I enjoy reading about other people's weirdness too. I'll go with 30, since that's my age. We'll see if I can come up with that many new ones that I haven't done in the past!
1. I never left the state of Iowa until I was 9 years old. Now I've been to around 20 states, and one other country.
2. I learned once that if you put an egg yolk in the microwave to warm it up, it will explode into a trillion microscopic pieces.
3. In general, I usually have anywhere from 5-15 bruises on my body. Over half the time I don't even know where they came from. I crash into things so much that I tend to forget.
4. I've called 911 twice in my life. Once for a legitimate reason. The other time I was 5 and wanted to see what would happen. I hung up on them. They called back and talked to my dad. Oops. At least they didn't send anyone out!
5. I HATED salad until I was 26, and referred to it as rabbit food.
6. If you think I'm quiet (which I usually am) and want to see me go nuts, play a game like Taboo or Catch Phrase with me. I get slightly competitive.
7. I get no joy from cooking. I wish I did, but I do it basically to survive and because we can't afford to eat out every day.
8. If I had closed my eHarmony account when I meant to close it, instead of accidentally letting my membership lapse, I wouldn't have met Jacob.
9. I have never in my life used a lawn mower...and I don't want to either. Dad and Erica were the lawn mowers at home. Now I have Jacob!
10. I could probably eat Mexican food every day and never get sick of it.
11. This is no secret, but Friends is my show of choice. If I'm happy, sad, mad...doesn't matter, it always cheers me up. I've seen every episode about a billion times and it's always hilarious.
12. The one and only time I went tent camping I: went into town with my BFF and bought gas station pizza, went back to town to buy Ben and Jerry's to deal with the stress of camping, almost died of heat, drove a 20 minute round trip to the flush toilets, broke out in hives the sizes of tennis balls. Good times.
13. After seeing a taping of Jay Leno, he drove up next to us at the stoplight, rolled his window down and talked to us. Well, really my parents. I was taking stalker pictures from the backseat on my phone.
14. I "forgot" my gym clothes a lot in middle school on mile run days...as did many other girls. Then the gym teachers started checking lockers. I was smart. I hid mine in an empty locker.
15. I eat out of boredom. I'm totally a compulsive eater.
16. Having to wear a back brace in middle school was the worst thing ever. As if middle school isn't awkward enough...here wear this huge plastic brace all day, every day. And oh, by the way, you won't even be able to bend over like a normal person.
17. I convinced my grandparent's to do a breakfast cookout at the park once. 8am and what do I insist on? Roasting hot dogs. Yep. That happened.
18. Watching Cops is a guilty pleasure of mine. I don't watch often anymore, but I love watching stupid people.
19. I was STARVING all through my labor and delivery with Daniel. My doctor was laughing when I said I wanted a cheeseburger in between pushing. Within an hour have having Daniel I was chowing down on a cheeseburger, fries and apple pie!
20. Last week at the Cardinals game, almost 2 hours before the game even started, my bra strap broke. How do these things happen to me! I spent 10 minutes in the bathroom, trying to rig something up. A double knot was the solution.
21. That is not the first time that happened to me. Only the other time it was my shirt. At 6 Flags. With our youth group. Thankfully it happened in the bathroom. I was changing out of my swim suit from the water park and the camisole top I had busted. Clothes don't like me.
22. One time Erica and I randomly came across a fair at Hawkeye Downs. We stopped to ride the Ferris Wheel. It was pretty late, and for some reason Erica thought it would be funny to call Mom and tell her what we were doing. Woke Mom up and she was NOT happy to be woken. 30 minutes later we get back to my car and it was dead. Guess who we had to call?
23. I HATE bugs, but because my little boy loves them, I'm making an effort to tolerate them. And by tolerate I mean I don't scream my head off if he brings one semi close to me. I have my limits, man.
24. I have never seen The Goonies. Apparently, I am seriously missing out.
25. I have zero intuition on whether this baby is a boy or a girl. Jacob knew Daniel was a boy from the start and has said girl from the start of this one. 20 more days until we find out!
26. I have never gotten a speeding ticket. Not even a warning.
27. 5 years after moving I still get homesick for Iowa. At least now I only cry a few times a year and not every other week. :)
28. I really want to take a road trip across America someday. I need some partners in crime to go along, because it's not Jacob's cup of tea.
29. I just looked out my window and saw the silhouette of a bird sitting on a wire with a beautiful sky behind it. I thought, "That would be a pretty picture." Just as I thought that, the bird pooped.
30. Being a mom has taught me what true sacrifice really is. I'd do just about anything for my little guy!
Saturday, June 21, 2014
Tuesday, June 10, 2014
Happy Early Father's Day to my Daddio!
Since Father's Day is coming up, I thought it would be fun to write a post about my Dad. I know I've done this before with random memories, but I wanted to say more. It's been a few years anyway.
I'm really thankful for my Dad. He's always been the quiet and more laid back parent, but has always been there and many times has served as the voice of reason.
I'm thankful that my Dad has always been a big part of my life growing up. He did tons of things, even things I can't remember because I was a baby.
He fed me bottles...and helped clean up my projectile puke. Gave me baths. Changed diapers. Heck, this guy was brave enough to keep me overnight (or possibly 2 nights?), when I was only 6 weeks old, so my mom could go on her women's retreat to camp over an hour away. This was in a day and age without cell phones to check in!
As I got older, Dad would watch Saturday morning cartoons with me. He'd take me on walks...and carried me home when I wiped out running down the giant hill at Roosevelt. He was the one who tucked me in most nights. We'd read stories and pray. Sometimes he'd pray in a Donald Duck voice. It was basically the best thing ever. Sometimes he'd lay in bed with me for awhile before tucking me in. He taught me the planets and continents when I was 4 years old.
He also gave us "Ruptie Tupties". Something his own dad did. It may go further back than that, but I'm not sure. What are they? You lay in bed and you get bounced up and down super fast while the "Ruptier" says, "Ruptie tuptie, tuptie, tuptie!" Weird? Maybe. I've passed it onto Daniel and he loves when I do it. Maybe someday he'll pass it on to his own kids.
He came to the Dad night at preschool and I got to read, "Just Me and My Dad" in a tent with a flashlight. I also got to put shaving cream all over his face and shave him with a Popsicle stick. We also did a safety patrol activity where that dad's where all some kind of community helper and us kids rode tricycles around roads made from masking tape. It was all fun and games until some dad who was a "police man" wrote me a ticket. I was profoundly upset and I'm pretty sure I just stuck by my dad after that!
When I was 6, I got the chicken pox. Dad discovered them while we were playing doctor and I told him to put the bandaid on my owie. Turns out they were pox. Thankfully, mine we super mild, but it didn't stop my dad from cracking jokes. I was pretty offended when he asked me if I laid any eggs? How rude!
Dad was the one to teach me how to ride my bike. I was a slow learner, but he finally took me up to the school blacktop and let go of me while I was peddling. There's a chance I crashed into a fence the first time that happened, but it wasn't too long after that, that I was cruising. One of my favorite things ever was when Dad would take me on a bike ride with him. I loved getting to ditch my sisters and felt pretty special that it was just Dad and I. He only tried to "kill me" once, by biking all the way to Morgan Creek on a blazing hot summer day. I'm still amazed I made it home without passing out. Mom was not happy with him. Haha!
He liked to do things outside. I mean, we had no cable and internet wasn't really around yet, so we all spent a lot of time outside. The best days were those lazy weekends where we'd throw the Frisbee around. Poor Dad. I usually ended up throwing it sideways and it would either go in the street or smack into the front of the house! Or we'd play wiffle ball or lawn darts. Always a fun time. Sometimes he'd come out on a hot day and soak his feet in our wading pool while we played and tell us stories. We'd shoot our Super Soakers at each other and just chill out on the deck.
In the winter he'd play board games with us. Not always, but it was always the best when he did! I remember him teaching Erica and I how to play Clue, and when it was time to make the accusation, he did it in the most dramatic voice, so we always did that too!
He was usually the one to take us sledding too. Mom would come along sometimes, but Dad was the one to actually sled with us...or accidentally give me a push, straight into a tree! I still have no idea why I didn't roll off the sled when I realized it was going to happen!
We always loved when Mom would go on retreats. She usually went on 2 every year. Ladies Camp and the Women's Winter Warm Up. Those were the nights when we could watch stuff we weren't allowed to watch. Mostly, The Simpsons (because Dad thought it was hilarious) and Tales From the Crypt. I loved it, but it legit scared the crap out of me. I pretended like it didn't, but I had to check my closet and under the bed every night because of that show!
Dad was the creator of "Electric Man". He'd lay in the dark with us girls and make up creepy stories. When Electric Man was coming he'd start saying, "Bzzzt! Bzzzt!" Then at the climax of the story he'd "electrocute" us by shaking us and yelling, "BZZZZT!!!" Man, those were the best.
Dad taught me how to drive. Mom tried, but both times ended in yelling and tears, so that was the end of that. No tears with Dad, but I did almost hit a tractor and mail truck, I got flipped off and I took a corner on 2 wheels, but we lived to tell about it. That dude has some serious patience.
He was the voice of reason, many times. Especially through my teenage years when Mom and I would get into it. He let us have it out, but sometimes I'd vent to him later. Sometimes he'd agree with me that Mom was over the top (sorry Mom!), but he was always quick to stop me if I was wrong and tell me not to talk about Mom like that. I'd go sulk, but get over it.
He's helped me move 3 times. While Mom gets the credit for helping pack up and clean, Dad gets the credit for moving the heavy stuff, putting together a bunch of crap for me and driving a big moving truck from Iowa to Illinois! And I'm sure if he can he'll help us when we move again! I know how much he LOVES it. Not. :) But, he still does it, because he loves me.
He's always been good at helping fix things too. Whenever something broke when I lived on my own, it was Dad to the rescue! He still helps when he comes to visit. Although my favorite, was when we moved in and he was helped us with something electrical in the basement. Whatever he did, made it so that if you turned off the basement light the dryer would shut off. It was a total National Lampoon's moment! I couldn't figure out what was wrong with our dryer for a few days and then had to wait until they visited again to get that one fixed!
Now, I watch him with Daniel and it just makes me smile. Daniel is the little boy he never had. Dad still does the same things with him that he did with us. He gives him baths (when Daniel allows it), changes his diaper, puts him down for naps and takes him outside to play.
Anyway, there are thousands of memories, but I just wanted to say, Thank You, Daddio! I love you!
I'm really thankful for my Dad. He's always been the quiet and more laid back parent, but has always been there and many times has served as the voice of reason.
I'm thankful that my Dad has always been a big part of my life growing up. He did tons of things, even things I can't remember because I was a baby.
He fed me bottles...and helped clean up my projectile puke. Gave me baths. Changed diapers. Heck, this guy was brave enough to keep me overnight (or possibly 2 nights?), when I was only 6 weeks old, so my mom could go on her women's retreat to camp over an hour away. This was in a day and age without cell phones to check in!
As I got older, Dad would watch Saturday morning cartoons with me. He'd take me on walks...and carried me home when I wiped out running down the giant hill at Roosevelt. He was the one who tucked me in most nights. We'd read stories and pray. Sometimes he'd pray in a Donald Duck voice. It was basically the best thing ever. Sometimes he'd lay in bed with me for awhile before tucking me in. He taught me the planets and continents when I was 4 years old.
He also gave us "Ruptie Tupties". Something his own dad did. It may go further back than that, but I'm not sure. What are they? You lay in bed and you get bounced up and down super fast while the "Ruptier" says, "Ruptie tuptie, tuptie, tuptie!" Weird? Maybe. I've passed it onto Daniel and he loves when I do it. Maybe someday he'll pass it on to his own kids.
He came to the Dad night at preschool and I got to read, "Just Me and My Dad" in a tent with a flashlight. I also got to put shaving cream all over his face and shave him with a Popsicle stick. We also did a safety patrol activity where that dad's where all some kind of community helper and us kids rode tricycles around roads made from masking tape. It was all fun and games until some dad who was a "police man" wrote me a ticket. I was profoundly upset and I'm pretty sure I just stuck by my dad after that!
When I was 6, I got the chicken pox. Dad discovered them while we were playing doctor and I told him to put the bandaid on my owie. Turns out they were pox. Thankfully, mine we super mild, but it didn't stop my dad from cracking jokes. I was pretty offended when he asked me if I laid any eggs? How rude!
Dad was the one to teach me how to ride my bike. I was a slow learner, but he finally took me up to the school blacktop and let go of me while I was peddling. There's a chance I crashed into a fence the first time that happened, but it wasn't too long after that, that I was cruising. One of my favorite things ever was when Dad would take me on a bike ride with him. I loved getting to ditch my sisters and felt pretty special that it was just Dad and I. He only tried to "kill me" once, by biking all the way to Morgan Creek on a blazing hot summer day. I'm still amazed I made it home without passing out. Mom was not happy with him. Haha!
He liked to do things outside. I mean, we had no cable and internet wasn't really around yet, so we all spent a lot of time outside. The best days were those lazy weekends where we'd throw the Frisbee around. Poor Dad. I usually ended up throwing it sideways and it would either go in the street or smack into the front of the house! Or we'd play wiffle ball or lawn darts. Always a fun time. Sometimes he'd come out on a hot day and soak his feet in our wading pool while we played and tell us stories. We'd shoot our Super Soakers at each other and just chill out on the deck.
In the winter he'd play board games with us. Not always, but it was always the best when he did! I remember him teaching Erica and I how to play Clue, and when it was time to make the accusation, he did it in the most dramatic voice, so we always did that too!
He was usually the one to take us sledding too. Mom would come along sometimes, but Dad was the one to actually sled with us...or accidentally give me a push, straight into a tree! I still have no idea why I didn't roll off the sled when I realized it was going to happen!
We always loved when Mom would go on retreats. She usually went on 2 every year. Ladies Camp and the Women's Winter Warm Up. Those were the nights when we could watch stuff we weren't allowed to watch. Mostly, The Simpsons (because Dad thought it was hilarious) and Tales From the Crypt. I loved it, but it legit scared the crap out of me. I pretended like it didn't, but I had to check my closet and under the bed every night because of that show!
Dad was the creator of "Electric Man". He'd lay in the dark with us girls and make up creepy stories. When Electric Man was coming he'd start saying, "Bzzzt! Bzzzt!" Then at the climax of the story he'd "electrocute" us by shaking us and yelling, "BZZZZT!!!" Man, those were the best.
Dad taught me how to drive. Mom tried, but both times ended in yelling and tears, so that was the end of that. No tears with Dad, but I did almost hit a tractor and mail truck, I got flipped off and I took a corner on 2 wheels, but we lived to tell about it. That dude has some serious patience.
He was the voice of reason, many times. Especially through my teenage years when Mom and I would get into it. He let us have it out, but sometimes I'd vent to him later. Sometimes he'd agree with me that Mom was over the top (sorry Mom!), but he was always quick to stop me if I was wrong and tell me not to talk about Mom like that. I'd go sulk, but get over it.
He's helped me move 3 times. While Mom gets the credit for helping pack up and clean, Dad gets the credit for moving the heavy stuff, putting together a bunch of crap for me and driving a big moving truck from Iowa to Illinois! And I'm sure if he can he'll help us when we move again! I know how much he LOVES it. Not. :) But, he still does it, because he loves me.
He's always been good at helping fix things too. Whenever something broke when I lived on my own, it was Dad to the rescue! He still helps when he comes to visit. Although my favorite, was when we moved in and he was helped us with something electrical in the basement. Whatever he did, made it so that if you turned off the basement light the dryer would shut off. It was a total National Lampoon's moment! I couldn't figure out what was wrong with our dryer for a few days and then had to wait until they visited again to get that one fixed!
Now, I watch him with Daniel and it just makes me smile. Daniel is the little boy he never had. Dad still does the same things with him that he did with us. He gives him baths (when Daniel allows it), changes his diaper, puts him down for naps and takes him outside to play.
Anyway, there are thousands of memories, but I just wanted to say, Thank You, Daddio! I love you!
Saturday, May 31, 2014
Memorial Day Weekend
I had a really fun Memorial Day weekend. Daniel and I left for Iowa last Friday when I got done at the Y. Once again, that boy amazes me at what a great little travel buddy he is. We took our first road trip together when we was about 8 weeks old, and have done several since, both alone and with Jacob. It can't be that exciting riding backwards in the car for 4.5 hours, but he sat back there entertaining himself very well. I can almost always manage only one bathroom stop when it's just the 2 of us, but my pregnancy bladder is in full swing, so we had to make 2 stops.
The weather was so nice, we had supper out on the deck, which Daniel loved! I had requested a few things I was craving, and one was Hy-Vee chicken and noodles. Sadly, they changed the recipe and added peas and mushrooms. They were pretty gross. None of us liked them.
That night we went to Indian Creek to go on a walk and hunt for bugs (although, I'm pretty sure the bugs were hunting us). It was a lot of fun though. By the time we finally got back in the car it was almost 8:00, which is Daniel's bedtime at home! Then we had to do a bath, so little man got to stay up until almost 9:30!
On Saturday we went to Noelridge Park to play and have a picnic. It was another beautiful day, and Daniel was able to run off some energy! We threw rocks and sticks in the water, walked on the trail, played on the playground, did stomp rockets and ate lunch!
I figured Daniel would take a great nap that day. Nope! Couldn't get him to go to sleep at all, so I gave up and put him in his pack n play to fuss and cry for a half an hour before Mimi took pity. She brought him upstairs and told him he had to lay on the couch and rest. I kid you not, that child laid there for an HOUR. He didn't talk. Just laid there. It was a miracle!
Had another supper on the deck...and another meal of my choice. Salsa chicken, and oh man was it good!
Then, Mom and Kendra and I went shopping at Kohls, where yet another miracle occurred. I tried on 4 things and all 4 things look great on me! That never happens. So I ended up with a shirt, maxi dress, skirt and shorts. Heck yeah!
Daniel went to bed early that night, and besides waking up once for a just a bit, he slept for 12 hours. Hallelujah.
Sunday morning, Mom, Daniel and I went to visit Great Mimi and Sugar (the cat). Sugar doesn't like many people...and Daniel was no exception this time. He threw a ball to her and she went nuts hissing and growling. He backed up, but thought it was hilarious too. What a kid.
Got the kiddo to actually nap, and then went shopping again with Mom and Kendra. Then we went out for supper at Outback for Kendra's birthday. The rest of the night was spent playing outside at Mimi and Pa's house.
Memorial Day, we went to the new trampoline place, AirFX. They had a junior jumper time slot where little kids can jump with one adult. Daniel has issues with new things and also I think some sensory issues. He was a bit overwhelmed. Cried when I tried to put the special gripper socks on him. He didn't want to try anything. Kendra was going to jump, but I finally stole her socks and hopped in the block pit, in hopes of coaxing him in.
I most definitely got stuck.
He finally ended up really liking the basketball.
I think the rest of the day we just chilled and then Tuesday we headed back home.
I'm always sad to leave, but it's always nice to get home too. Plus, I'm pretty sure we're heading back for the 4th of July!
The weather was so nice, we had supper out on the deck, which Daniel loved! I had requested a few things I was craving, and one was Hy-Vee chicken and noodles. Sadly, they changed the recipe and added peas and mushrooms. They were pretty gross. None of us liked them.
That night we went to Indian Creek to go on a walk and hunt for bugs (although, I'm pretty sure the bugs were hunting us). It was a lot of fun though. By the time we finally got back in the car it was almost 8:00, which is Daniel's bedtime at home! Then we had to do a bath, so little man got to stay up until almost 9:30!
On Saturday we went to Noelridge Park to play and have a picnic. It was another beautiful day, and Daniel was able to run off some energy! We threw rocks and sticks in the water, walked on the trail, played on the playground, did stomp rockets and ate lunch!
I figured Daniel would take a great nap that day. Nope! Couldn't get him to go to sleep at all, so I gave up and put him in his pack n play to fuss and cry for a half an hour before Mimi took pity. She brought him upstairs and told him he had to lay on the couch and rest. I kid you not, that child laid there for an HOUR. He didn't talk. Just laid there. It was a miracle!
Had another supper on the deck...and another meal of my choice. Salsa chicken, and oh man was it good!
Then, Mom and Kendra and I went shopping at Kohls, where yet another miracle occurred. I tried on 4 things and all 4 things look great on me! That never happens. So I ended up with a shirt, maxi dress, skirt and shorts. Heck yeah!
Daniel went to bed early that night, and besides waking up once for a just a bit, he slept for 12 hours. Hallelujah.
Sunday morning, Mom, Daniel and I went to visit Great Mimi and Sugar (the cat). Sugar doesn't like many people...and Daniel was no exception this time. He threw a ball to her and she went nuts hissing and growling. He backed up, but thought it was hilarious too. What a kid.
Got the kiddo to actually nap, and then went shopping again with Mom and Kendra. Then we went out for supper at Outback for Kendra's birthday. The rest of the night was spent playing outside at Mimi and Pa's house.
Memorial Day, we went to the new trampoline place, AirFX. They had a junior jumper time slot where little kids can jump with one adult. Daniel has issues with new things and also I think some sensory issues. He was a bit overwhelmed. Cried when I tried to put the special gripper socks on him. He didn't want to try anything. Kendra was going to jump, but I finally stole her socks and hopped in the block pit, in hopes of coaxing him in.
I most definitely got stuck.
He finally ended up really liking the basketball.
I think the rest of the day we just chilled and then Tuesday we headed back home.
I'm always sad to leave, but it's always nice to get home too. Plus, I'm pretty sure we're heading back for the 4th of July!
Friday, May 16, 2014
Boycotts and Baby Stuff
Another long and rainy week bites the dust!
Actually, it's hard to believe, but at the beginning of this week we had the air on because it was hot and humid. Now for the past 3 days the high's have only reached the mid to upper 40's, so we've had the heat back on again.
Daniel decided to boycott his naps this week. A lot of people will say, "Oh, my kid stopped napping at that age too." To which I say, "Aww HECK NO!" Not happening. That boy needs naps, and I need quiet time. He still had to spend time in his bed, and was allowed to look at books. Instead he'd read for a bit and then do this loud whining sound over and over again.
Although, this happened on Monday night at supper:
I FINALLY got him to take a nap today, and he's been asleep for almost 3 glorious hours. Hopefully that means I won't have Captain Grumpy Pants on my hands tonight. That boy can throw a mean fit.
Yesterday, I had my OB appointment. I had told Daniel earlier that week we were going to go hear the baby's heartbeat. I tend to forget that he doesn't forget things. (Clearly he did not get his awesome memory from me.) He asked every day if we were going to Mommy's doctor that day. The other day he even got out his stethoscope, pulled my shirt up and listened to the baby. It was adorable.
I decided to just go right to Springfield after I got off at the Y. I wanted to stop back in at Babies R Us and grab another pair of sandals (or fwip fwops as Daniel refers to them as) for Daniel. Apparently he didn't want to ride in the cart, because as soon as I picked him up he flipped the heck out. He was screaming and yelling...and then perfectly fine once I told him if he was good we'd get chicken nuggets and french fries.
We headed over to Burger King to eat after that. There was another screaming fit because he wanted to run around instead of stand by me while I ordered. Thankfully they were fast and he was fine once we sat down. He was excited that I let him sit at the table instead of going into a high chair. He actually did a good job too!
Next stop was the doctor! I was kind of dreading it. Not the actual appointment, but the waiting. Last time, Daniel was inside of me, so it was kind of relaxing to chill and wait. Also boring at times, but still peaceful. He did so well though! I made him ride in, in his stroller and stay in it while we waited in the waiting room. We just talked. Then went back to do vitals and he chatted up and charmed the nurse. Once we got into the room, I let him out of the stroller. He was absolutely wonderful and we had to wait quite awhile. He did ask to go home a few times, but once the doctor came in he got excited all over again. He chatted her up too, and then got to be her helper. He held a paper towel that she could use to clear the gel off my stomach after using the Doppler. It took a couple of minutes to find the heartbeat, and baby moved a couple of times when she'd find it. Finally, baby stayed still and we got to have an extra long listen because Daniel thought it was so cool! Heartbeat was a healthy and strong 162 bmp. Such a lovely sound to hear.
We asked him if he was having a sister or brother and he said sister. That's been his answer a lot lately, so we'll see. It would be helpful since we have our girl name. We can't come up with a boy name though.
It was finally time to head home and I was hoping Daniel would fall asleep. No such luck. He talked my ear off. Since he's still rear facing it's extra hard to hear him, so half the time all I hear is, "blah blah blah....right Mommy?" Everything is "Right Mommy!?" Haha!
I think my next post will be about the boy again. I have a lot to update on him. Not the naughty stuff, but the adorable things that he says and does, because he's a pretty hilarious kid!
Actually, it's hard to believe, but at the beginning of this week we had the air on because it was hot and humid. Now for the past 3 days the high's have only reached the mid to upper 40's, so we've had the heat back on again.
Daniel decided to boycott his naps this week. A lot of people will say, "Oh, my kid stopped napping at that age too." To which I say, "Aww HECK NO!" Not happening. That boy needs naps, and I need quiet time. He still had to spend time in his bed, and was allowed to look at books. Instead he'd read for a bit and then do this loud whining sound over and over again.
Although, this happened on Monday night at supper:
I FINALLY got him to take a nap today, and he's been asleep for almost 3 glorious hours. Hopefully that means I won't have Captain Grumpy Pants on my hands tonight. That boy can throw a mean fit.
Yesterday, I had my OB appointment. I had told Daniel earlier that week we were going to go hear the baby's heartbeat. I tend to forget that he doesn't forget things. (Clearly he did not get his awesome memory from me.) He asked every day if we were going to Mommy's doctor that day. The other day he even got out his stethoscope, pulled my shirt up and listened to the baby. It was adorable.
I decided to just go right to Springfield after I got off at the Y. I wanted to stop back in at Babies R Us and grab another pair of sandals (or fwip fwops as Daniel refers to them as) for Daniel. Apparently he didn't want to ride in the cart, because as soon as I picked him up he flipped the heck out. He was screaming and yelling...and then perfectly fine once I told him if he was good we'd get chicken nuggets and french fries.
We headed over to Burger King to eat after that. There was another screaming fit because he wanted to run around instead of stand by me while I ordered. Thankfully they were fast and he was fine once we sat down. He was excited that I let him sit at the table instead of going into a high chair. He actually did a good job too!
Next stop was the doctor! I was kind of dreading it. Not the actual appointment, but the waiting. Last time, Daniel was inside of me, so it was kind of relaxing to chill and wait. Also boring at times, but still peaceful. He did so well though! I made him ride in, in his stroller and stay in it while we waited in the waiting room. We just talked. Then went back to do vitals and he chatted up and charmed the nurse. Once we got into the room, I let him out of the stroller. He was absolutely wonderful and we had to wait quite awhile. He did ask to go home a few times, but once the doctor came in he got excited all over again. He chatted her up too, and then got to be her helper. He held a paper towel that she could use to clear the gel off my stomach after using the Doppler. It took a couple of minutes to find the heartbeat, and baby moved a couple of times when she'd find it. Finally, baby stayed still and we got to have an extra long listen because Daniel thought it was so cool! Heartbeat was a healthy and strong 162 bmp. Such a lovely sound to hear.
We asked him if he was having a sister or brother and he said sister. That's been his answer a lot lately, so we'll see. It would be helpful since we have our girl name. We can't come up with a boy name though.
It was finally time to head home and I was hoping Daniel would fall asleep. No such luck. He talked my ear off. Since he's still rear facing it's extra hard to hear him, so half the time all I hear is, "blah blah blah....right Mommy?" Everything is "Right Mommy!?" Haha!
I think my next post will be about the boy again. I have a lot to update on him. Not the naughty stuff, but the adorable things that he says and does, because he's a pretty hilarious kid!
Sunday, May 11, 2014
Me Time. It Does a Mommy Good.
Once again, I've fallen behind and recapping the past month seems too daunting.
After surviving one of the worst weeks ever 2 weeks ago, this last week has been (mostly) looking up. Just so everyone is aware though, the Terrible Twos are the real deal, people. No lie.
Every year sometime between my birthday and Mother's Day, I take a day to myself and go shopping. I texted Jacob last Friday while Daniel was having another meltdown of epic proportions and told him I'd like to cash in on my shopping day on Saturday.
I high tailed it out the door at 9:30 and felt free! No buckling and unbuckling the car seat, no one asking for snacks, no one ripping every item off the shelf that they can reach! (Please note that I love my child with all of my heart, but I know all of you parents can relate!)
I spent 6.5 hours shopping at my own leisurely pace, before returning home. I'm so so thankful for Jacob watching Daniel all day. I rarely get that kind of break and it's just what I needed. Daniel and Daddy had lots of fun. I think Daniel needed a break from me as much as I did from him. It did us both good and I got lots of hugs and smiles that night!
Then Sunday afternoon Mimi and Pa came over, and we spent the entire afternoon outside because it was beautiful! Brenda and I mostly let the guys run around with Daniel while we sat a visited on the porch. Another Mama break! I let Daniel skip his nap that afternoon, and then we went out for an early supper. Unfortunately, the exhaustion hit him and he was cranky and wanted to go home. "Go home now?" "GO HOME NOW?" However, he was thrilled that our waitress gave him 2 suckers because he spelled his name for her. Then he promptly dropped his first one in the parking lot and wasn't happy that I wouldn't give it back!
Once home, he sat on my lap and snuggled into my arms. At 6:15 he fell asleep for the night! It was freaking adorable.
I was slightly scared of Monday. It had been such a great weekend, and I was scared that the past week was going to start all over again. Thankfully, Daniel was SO much better. Back to his normal, ornery self. I can handle most of that! Not to mention, the break calmed my nerves and recharged my patience levels.
Yesterday I requested that we go to the Scovill Zoo in Decatur. Moms and grandmas got free admission. I just wanted to get to do something fun as a family for Mother's Day. It's a perfect sized zoo for Daniel, and he was thrilled to just be able to run around. He seemed more excited about the fact that he didn't have to ride in his stroller, than seeing most of the animals!
His favorite things seemed to be the petting zoo area and the penguins.
A baby goat made friends with Jacob's shoe. :)
Checking out the penguins
I bought tickets to ride on the train too. Daniel was getting tired, and was so serious, but I knew he loved at, and he's talked about it a lot since then. Here we are on the train making silly faces!
Had to get a picture of Jacob and I too!
After the zoo, we headed to Texas Roadhouse for a late lunch...or early supper. Lupper as the Thatcher clan calls it. I was starving and ate a ton. Everything was so good. Daniel was cranky due to not having a nap, so he was having a meltdown by the time were trying to pay. I'm pretty sure that boy was asleep by the time we were out of the parking lot.
That short nap did no good though. He was tired and whiny until bedtime...which came early. He insisted on calling Pa and Mimi T. first...and then wouldn't talk. When he would he would use this whiny voice that he's been using a lot this past week. It's seriously annoying. Hopefully he forgets about it soon!
He slept for 12 hour last night, and then Daddy got up with him. A little while later, they came into the bedroom and Daniel handed me a card that he colored for me (and then opened it for me!), and I also got a card from Jacob! We all hung out in bed for awhile...and then Daniel swiped my phone and managed to call my mom not once, but twice. I texted her to tell her it was Daniel, but she called back before she got it. Pretty sure Daniel woke her up. Sorry, Mimi!
Despite the 12 hours of sleep, Daniel has had many meltdowns today. Hopefully his nap has done some good! I'm hoping for my silly, funny boy back this evening!
After surviving one of the worst weeks ever 2 weeks ago, this last week has been (mostly) looking up. Just so everyone is aware though, the Terrible Twos are the real deal, people. No lie.
Every year sometime between my birthday and Mother's Day, I take a day to myself and go shopping. I texted Jacob last Friday while Daniel was having another meltdown of epic proportions and told him I'd like to cash in on my shopping day on Saturday.
I high tailed it out the door at 9:30 and felt free! No buckling and unbuckling the car seat, no one asking for snacks, no one ripping every item off the shelf that they can reach! (Please note that I love my child with all of my heart, but I know all of you parents can relate!)
I spent 6.5 hours shopping at my own leisurely pace, before returning home. I'm so so thankful for Jacob watching Daniel all day. I rarely get that kind of break and it's just what I needed. Daniel and Daddy had lots of fun. I think Daniel needed a break from me as much as I did from him. It did us both good and I got lots of hugs and smiles that night!
Then Sunday afternoon Mimi and Pa came over, and we spent the entire afternoon outside because it was beautiful! Brenda and I mostly let the guys run around with Daniel while we sat a visited on the porch. Another Mama break! I let Daniel skip his nap that afternoon, and then we went out for an early supper. Unfortunately, the exhaustion hit him and he was cranky and wanted to go home. "Go home now?" "GO HOME NOW?" However, he was thrilled that our waitress gave him 2 suckers because he spelled his name for her. Then he promptly dropped his first one in the parking lot and wasn't happy that I wouldn't give it back!
Once home, he sat on my lap and snuggled into my arms. At 6:15 he fell asleep for the night! It was freaking adorable.
I was slightly scared of Monday. It had been such a great weekend, and I was scared that the past week was going to start all over again. Thankfully, Daniel was SO much better. Back to his normal, ornery self. I can handle most of that! Not to mention, the break calmed my nerves and recharged my patience levels.
Yesterday I requested that we go to the Scovill Zoo in Decatur. Moms and grandmas got free admission. I just wanted to get to do something fun as a family for Mother's Day. It's a perfect sized zoo for Daniel, and he was thrilled to just be able to run around. He seemed more excited about the fact that he didn't have to ride in his stroller, than seeing most of the animals!
His favorite things seemed to be the petting zoo area and the penguins.
A baby goat made friends with Jacob's shoe. :)
Checking out the penguins
I bought tickets to ride on the train too. Daniel was getting tired, and was so serious, but I knew he loved at, and he's talked about it a lot since then. Here we are on the train making silly faces!
Had to get a picture of Jacob and I too!
After the zoo, we headed to Texas Roadhouse for a late lunch...or early supper. Lupper as the Thatcher clan calls it. I was starving and ate a ton. Everything was so good. Daniel was cranky due to not having a nap, so he was having a meltdown by the time were trying to pay. I'm pretty sure that boy was asleep by the time we were out of the parking lot.
That short nap did no good though. He was tired and whiny until bedtime...which came early. He insisted on calling Pa and Mimi T. first...and then wouldn't talk. When he would he would use this whiny voice that he's been using a lot this past week. It's seriously annoying. Hopefully he forgets about it soon!
He slept for 12 hour last night, and then Daddy got up with him. A little while later, they came into the bedroom and Daniel handed me a card that he colored for me (and then opened it for me!), and I also got a card from Jacob! We all hung out in bed for awhile...and then Daniel swiped my phone and managed to call my mom not once, but twice. I texted her to tell her it was Daniel, but she called back before she got it. Pretty sure Daniel woke her up. Sorry, Mimi!
Despite the 12 hours of sleep, Daniel has had many meltdowns today. Hopefully his nap has done some good! I'm hoping for my silly, funny boy back this evening!
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