Monday, June 30, 2008
Roommate Reunion (a few of us anyway...)
Kiki's parents were kind enough to take a detour in their trip and let her and sweet little Parker have breakfast with me, Logan, Kasidee and Bentlee. It was fun, even though when I got to work I realized I was still starving because I think between the three of us talking and feeding/chasing the babies none of us really ate much. What cute kids we have!
Friday, June 13, 2008
For Your Information - My Baby Will Not Turn One on Sunday
This time last year on a Friday morning I drug myself to work. I had gotten home from the hospital around 1:30 a.m. vowing I would not step foot back in that hospital until I could barely walk. I sat at my desk "working" with my eyes closed waiting for the vise that had a hold of my insides to release so I could start working again. I did this as discreetly and professionally as I could manage, however at 9:30 one of my co-workers suggested I go home. I think they were less concerned with the lack of actual work taking place than the thought of what might happen should I stay there too long.
The nurse at the hospital had told Dave the night before not to bring me back in until I was "hanging off the furniture". He didn't go on the mountain that day with the rest of the crew and when he came home for lunch he learned what "hanging off the furniture" meant because that is how he found me. I told him to go back to work insisting I was not ready to go back (I believe you are all aware how stubborn I am?). I think I lasted 10 minutes after he left before I decided I couldn't take it anymore and drove myself to the hospital.
I met my doctor in the parking lot and he asked me what was going on. I think his question had a lot to do with the fact that I had hit my "barely walking" goal by this time. As best as I could in the middle of another guts-in-a-vise-grip episode, I told him I didn't know what was happening but it hurt like hell.
Five hours and an magical epidural later Logan David Veater made his grand entrance, complete with a vacuum attached to his head. They put him on my stomach and I stuck one finger out and poked his arm. That is how I greeted my first child into the world - I poked him. If I had been paying attention I'm sure I would have looked up to see Dave, two nurses, and the doctor glancing at each other with eyes that would have undoubtedly said "did she just POKE that baby?" Dave probably just shrugged his shoulders - poor guy. What explanation could he give for a poke? I didn't have a clue in hell what I was doing that day, and I still don't. I think the most notable fact here however, is that that same person who poked her child has also managed to keep him alive for 11 months, 4 weeks, and 1 day.
Fast forward those 11 months, 4 weeks, and 1 day. I am at a different desk but I am at work again with the same thing on my mind as I did that Friday nearly a year ago. The birth of that little fart. Was it really that long ago? I can remember it perfectly. Every. Little. Moment.
Thankfully for you, I have left out the majority of those moments, as they were not all precious or pretty.
Why am I crying? Why have I turned into that blubbering mom who tells this story and cries and says things like "Was it really that long ago?" Am I really that person? When we moved Dave was a little saddened by the fact that that house had been the only house Logan had known and so many "firsts" had happened there. Not me. I was ready for our new adventure. But now, a month later I turn into the sentimental one deep in denial of the upcoming doomsday? To this point I have been a little sad with each milestone that has come and gone but this one, this one has really got me. One year old? No, nope, not going to happen.
No one asked me if he could turn one.
No one told me I would cry as I made his party invitations.
No one told me the first year would go as fast as the first week.
I need more time. On Sunday my baby will no longer be considered an "infant", he will be a "toddler". Hold the phone. I am not ready for the T word. No one asked me if he could be classified as a toddler. I don't care if he does "toddle" all around the house and the yard and basically anywhere you'll let him - he is NOT a toddler.
So, as a final thought I will leave you with a warning:
My child will remain 11 months, 4 weeks and 1 day old until further notice.
If you dare to contradict this statement in my presence, you best have some Kleenex. If you dare to call him the "T word" you will most likely be toddling around yourself after I am done with you. And yes, that was a threat.
The only thing that may get you in worse shape than committing one of those two sins is suggesting it is time for another one. Hello? Do you KNOW Logan?
The nurse at the hospital had told Dave the night before not to bring me back in until I was "hanging off the furniture". He didn't go on the mountain that day with the rest of the crew and when he came home for lunch he learned what "hanging off the furniture" meant because that is how he found me. I told him to go back to work insisting I was not ready to go back (I believe you are all aware how stubborn I am?). I think I lasted 10 minutes after he left before I decided I couldn't take it anymore and drove myself to the hospital.
I met my doctor in the parking lot and he asked me what was going on. I think his question had a lot to do with the fact that I had hit my "barely walking" goal by this time. As best as I could in the middle of another guts-in-a-vise-grip episode, I told him I didn't know what was happening but it hurt like hell.
Five hours and an magical epidural later Logan David Veater made his grand entrance, complete with a vacuum attached to his head. They put him on my stomach and I stuck one finger out and poked his arm. That is how I greeted my first child into the world - I poked him. If I had been paying attention I'm sure I would have looked up to see Dave, two nurses, and the doctor glancing at each other with eyes that would have undoubtedly said "did she just POKE that baby?" Dave probably just shrugged his shoulders - poor guy. What explanation could he give for a poke? I didn't have a clue in hell what I was doing that day, and I still don't. I think the most notable fact here however, is that that same person who poked her child has also managed to keep him alive for 11 months, 4 weeks, and 1 day.
Fast forward those 11 months, 4 weeks, and 1 day. I am at a different desk but I am at work again with the same thing on my mind as I did that Friday nearly a year ago. The birth of that little fart. Was it really that long ago? I can remember it perfectly. Every. Little. Moment.
Thankfully for you, I have left out the majority of those moments, as they were not all precious or pretty.
Why am I crying? Why have I turned into that blubbering mom who tells this story and cries and says things like "Was it really that long ago?" Am I really that person? When we moved Dave was a little saddened by the fact that that house had been the only house Logan had known and so many "firsts" had happened there. Not me. I was ready for our new adventure. But now, a month later I turn into the sentimental one deep in denial of the upcoming doomsday? To this point I have been a little sad with each milestone that has come and gone but this one, this one has really got me. One year old? No, nope, not going to happen.
No one asked me if he could turn one.
No one told me I would cry as I made his party invitations.
No one told me the first year would go as fast as the first week.
I need more time. On Sunday my baby will no longer be considered an "infant", he will be a "toddler". Hold the phone. I am not ready for the T word. No one asked me if he could be classified as a toddler. I don't care if he does "toddle" all around the house and the yard and basically anywhere you'll let him - he is NOT a toddler.
So, as a final thought I will leave you with a warning:
My child will remain 11 months, 4 weeks and 1 day old until further notice.
If you dare to contradict this statement in my presence, you best have some Kleenex. If you dare to call him the "T word" you will most likely be toddling around yourself after I am done with you. And yes, that was a threat.
The only thing that may get you in worse shape than committing one of those two sins is suggesting it is time for another one. Hello? Do you KNOW Logan?
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Kitchen Before/After
Ok, here are the before and after pictures of the kitchen...
Before.... The old view from the living room, complete tile going way too far into the living room. This is after we took down the upper cabinets so it looks worse (slightly) than it would with those still intact.
The old cabinets/countertops/sink. blech. 
Before.... The old view from the living room, complete tile going way too far into the living room. This is after we took down the upper cabinets so it looks worse (slightly) than it would with those still intact.
The new view from the living room. We ripped out all the tile and extended the carpet out to the hallway and added laminate wood floor to the kitchen.
The old cabinets/countertops/sink. blech.
The new cabinets/countertops/sink. That's my baby, the big single-bowl sink. I love it because I can set a 9x13 casserole dish down inside to soak or wash a cookie sheet without splashing water everywhere. Oh the little pleasures in life!
The other side, I don't have a before picture of it. We painted the kitchen too while we were at it. Eventually we want to add a tall pantry cabinet to the other side of the fridge...
So... looks pretty nice huh! Dave worked so hard on it and I think it is beautiful! Thanks babe!
And here's a picture of Logan from a few months ago - his first time to a park with mom and dad for a picnic.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Tuesday Tell All
This one looks fun so I'm gonna try...
Answer the following with only one word.
1. Where is your cell phone? ....................desk
2. Your significant other?.......................awesome
3. Your hair?....................................help!
4. Your mother? .................................great
5. Your father?..................................helpful
6. Your favorite thing?..........................snuggling
7. Your dream last night?........................court
8. Your favorite drink...........................chocolatemilk
9. Your dream/goal?..............................SAHM
10. The room you're in?..........................office
11. Your children?.....................................sofreakingcute
12. Your fear?...................................badmom
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years...........content
14. Where were you last night?...................home
15. What you're not?.............................mean
16. Muffins......................................yum
17. One of your wish list items?.................lawn
18. Where you grew up?........................... Hurricane
19. What you read last........................Iamamother
20. What are you wearing?........................flipflops
21. Your TV?.....................................small
22. Your pets?...................................renegade
23. Your computer? ..............................eh
24. Your life?...................................hectic
25. Your mood?...................................better
26. Missing someone?.............................yup
27. Your car?....................................cute
28. Something you're not wearing?................ring
29. Favorite Store?..............................homedepot
30. Your summer?.................................unpredictable
31. Like someone?................................lots
32. Your favorite color?.........................green
33. Last time you laughed........................earlier
34. Last time you cried?.........................april?
I understand that simply by taking the space between two words out does not make it one word, but some of those questions had to have more than one word!
Answer the following with only one word.
1. Where is your cell phone? ....................desk
2. Your significant other?.......................awesome
3. Your hair?....................................help!
4. Your mother? .................................great
5. Your father?..................................helpful
6. Your favorite thing?..........................snuggling
7. Your dream last night?........................court
8. Your favorite drink...........................chocolatemilk
9. Your dream/goal?..............................SAHM
10. The room you're in?..........................office
11. Your children?.....................................sofreakingcute
12. Your fear?...................................badmom
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years...........content
14. Where were you last night?...................home
15. What you're not?.............................mean
16. Muffins......................................yum
17. One of your wish list items?.................lawn
18. Where you grew up?........................... Hurricane
19. What you read last........................Iamamother
20. What are you wearing?........................flipflops
21. Your TV?.....................................small
22. Your pets?...................................renegade
23. Your computer? ..............................eh
24. Your life?...................................hectic
25. Your mood?...................................better
26. Missing someone?.............................yup
27. Your car?....................................cute
28. Something you're not wearing?................ring
29. Favorite Store?..............................homedepot
30. Your summer?.................................unpredictable
31. Like someone?................................lots
32. Your favorite color?.........................green
33. Last time you laughed........................earlier
34. Last time you cried?.........................april?
I understand that simply by taking the space between two words out does not make it one word, but some of those questions had to have more than one word!
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Easter Pictures - Finally
Ok so here are the pictures from Easter that I have waited so long to post. I was going through deleting old programs from our computer at home and I accidentally deleted the program that uploads the pictures from my camera and I have to fiddle for like two weeks to get them uploaded and I just don't have time since Logan is always trying to "help" me type. Anyway, I brought my camera to work and uploaded them here, so enjoy. Oh, and I'll throw in a picture of my kitchen as a "work in progress".
Our new trailer and me and Logan playing Vanna -
First Easter egg hunt with dad -
Ok seriously, there is not another child as cute as mine -
Double chin and chubby cheeks -
Yeah it is definitely going to be a work in progress...
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Thinking Happy Thoughts
So Jen inspired me to try to stop and think of things that I am happy about today. I need this. I wouldn't care if this blog went completely ignored and unnoticed, I need this.
1. Winnie (I love her name) called and said the underwriters are through with our paperwork and the closing documents are being sent and should be there tomorrow. A day early. Who would have thought that we would meet this crazy closing date (two weeks from our first offer!) and even a day early. I am happy that the impossible is possible.
2. I am happy I didn't have to go to Beaver today. I enjoy my drive there every week, but it gave me an excuse to go home at lunch today. I got to go home, take my shoes off, sit on the floor and eat (impossible with a small child who likes to pick food off your plate and mush it in the carpet), and watch the Food Network instead of basketball. I am happy I got to eat my lunch on the floor.
3. I am happy we are buying a house. I am nervous, scared, skeptical, excited, overwhelmed and underpaid but I am happy. This is not a dream home - it is a home where we can work together to make it better than it is. I am happy we are buying what some would call a "dump".
4. I am happy Logan is finally feeling better. It started off with a nasty bout of diarrhea and diaper rash clear back on March 28th. That got better just in time for him to be diagnosed with RSV around March 31st and we dealt with that for 3-4 weeks before finally having him diagnosed with an ear infection on April 21st. It has been a L-O-N-G and P-A-I-N-F-U-L month for everyone involved but we finally have some antibiotics and he is getting over the infection. Now I am praying that he doesn't get anything else for a while. I am so grateful for his normally good health that I take for granted.
5. I am happy that it is "Administrative Professionals Day" and I have a bag of candy and a gift certificate to Applebee's on my desk. I am happy I am an Administrative Professional.
So, in all the chaos of the last month, I have lots to be happy for and I am glad I have a blog to write them down - it really does make you start to realize what you do have. So, here is an update to my blog and a boost for my sanity!
1. Winnie (I love her name) called and said the underwriters are through with our paperwork and the closing documents are being sent and should be there tomorrow. A day early. Who would have thought that we would meet this crazy closing date (two weeks from our first offer!) and even a day early. I am happy that the impossible is possible.
2. I am happy I didn't have to go to Beaver today. I enjoy my drive there every week, but it gave me an excuse to go home at lunch today. I got to go home, take my shoes off, sit on the floor and eat (impossible with a small child who likes to pick food off your plate and mush it in the carpet), and watch the Food Network instead of basketball. I am happy I got to eat my lunch on the floor.
3. I am happy we are buying a house. I am nervous, scared, skeptical, excited, overwhelmed and underpaid but I am happy. This is not a dream home - it is a home where we can work together to make it better than it is. I am happy we are buying what some would call a "dump".
4. I am happy Logan is finally feeling better. It started off with a nasty bout of diarrhea and diaper rash clear back on March 28th. That got better just in time for him to be diagnosed with RSV around March 31st and we dealt with that for 3-4 weeks before finally having him diagnosed with an ear infection on April 21st. It has been a L-O-N-G and P-A-I-N-F-U-L month for everyone involved but we finally have some antibiotics and he is getting over the infection. Now I am praying that he doesn't get anything else for a while. I am so grateful for his normally good health that I take for granted.
5. I am happy that it is "Administrative Professionals Day" and I have a bag of candy and a gift certificate to Applebee's on my desk. I am happy I am an Administrative Professional.
So, in all the chaos of the last month, I have lots to be happy for and I am glad I have a blog to write them down - it really does make you start to realize what you do have. So, here is an update to my blog and a boost for my sanity!
Thursday, April 10, 2008
A HOUSE!
I know it has been forever since I posted and this mini-post won't make up for it but....
WE'RE BUYING A HOUSE!
The people accepted our offer after a stressful moment last night when we found out that they had received another offer (we think it was a bogus offer by their crazy bee-yatch agent) but that doesn't matter now!
I'll try to do better on keeping my blog updated, but as for now I have 3 minutes left to sit here at work before I got home and celebrate.
WE'RE BUYING A HOUSE!
The people accepted our offer after a stressful moment last night when we found out that they had received another offer (we think it was a bogus offer by their crazy bee-yatch agent) but that doesn't matter now!
I'll try to do better on keeping my blog updated, but as for now I have 3 minutes left to sit here at work before I got home and celebrate.
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