Tuesday, July 12, 2011

10 Tuesdays of Me! - 6 Places



I'm going to do 2 lists for this.  6 Places that I loved having been at and 6 places I hope to go one day.

6 Places I loved being:
  1. In the hospital when I first held both my girls.  Those two moments were two of the best of my life.
  2. In the car with Mikey when we went on our vacation to South Dakota five years ago.  South Dakota was nice, but I think the fun of going with him was probably the best part of that.  The Badlands are pretty awesome though.
  3. In my Great Aunt Phyl's house.  I loved that house.  I have great memories of being there when I would walk the mile over from my Grandma's and I have great memories of being there when I lived there with my parents.  Sometimes I'm sad that they don't still live there.
  4. On the basketball court in high school.  I wasn't really all that good at basketball, but there was something about being out there and playing that I still have dreams about.  Now the locker room being yelled at by coaches and teammates...that's a different story...
  5. In my classroom when a student gets excited about something we are studying.  I'm a dork who loves all the stuff I teach and I get pretty excited when a kid shows some enthusiasm.
  6. My bed.  I love sleeping.  I particularly love when all 4 of take a nap on weekend afternoons in it.  That's pretty close to heaven for me.
6 places I hope to get to someday
  1. Yellowstone - we are actually sort of planning a trip next June with my parents to celebrate Mikey and I's 5th year wedding anniversary and my parent's 40th ann.   (I know we are soooo romantic - traveling with my parents for our ann.)
  2. Alaska 
  3. New York City
  4. Washington DC - I went in high school for a week, but I'd love to go back now and see all the history.  I could spends weeks in the Smithsonian I think.
  5. The East Coast - I love to take a trip where I visit major battle sites of the Revolutionary and Civil War.
  6. Europe - I went last summer with my aunt and her son's school group to England, Spain and Italy, but I would love to go again with Mikey and my girls (and probably my parents because I like their company).  Sweden in particular.  My brother-in-law is from Sweden and I think it'd be neat to see his home in person.

Friday, July 8, 2011

FNL - Some Roo Quotes and More



  • We are headed out to camp in about 45 minutes.  I've gotten nothing ready, yet here I am blogging.  I'm having a little trouble getting excited about camping in this heat, but oh well.  I'm thinking we will be spending the afternoon in the camper, which is not my favorite part of camping.
  • Only about a month left before school starts.  In a couple of weeks I'll be excited again, because I really do enjoy my job.  Today I'm a little sad about that because I'm going to miss spending my days with my little ladies.
  • My sister is in Sweden for 3 1/2 weeks visiting her in-laws with her family.  It's crazy how I've talked to her more on Skype while she's been gone than I probably would have if she was here.  Her in-laws don't speak English too well so I think she starved for someone to chat with.    The funniest thing she said was how one of her daughters had said her favorite part of the trip so far was watching the cows.  Apparently the cows in here in Nebraska are not as exciting?
  • Mikey read my post about my 7 wants and said I sounded like a weirdo.  He said I should tell people I'm not a weirdo.  So here you go, "I'm not a weirdo."  I said that only a weirdo would say I'm not a weirdo, but he said I should let people know.  It was a funny conversation. 

To end my leftovers, I thought I'd post some pictures of Roo with some quotes from her - so here you go:



After locking me out when I took out the trash (which I didn't know she could do) - I'm omitting what I said so no one thinks I'm a terrible parent.
ROO: Why are you locked out?
ROO: Can you just come in this window?
ROO: Are you sure you aren't a stranger?



ME:  I'm going to hop in the shower quick, k?
ROO:  Mommy you need to just stand in the shower.  You told me I can't hop in there remember?

And a couple pics of Pj just because.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

10 Tuesdays of Me! - 7 Wants



I haven't put too much thought into these, so just doing them off the top of my head here.

  1. I want an iPad.  The school should have ordered one for me.  I still sorta want my own though.
  2. I want to lose about 150 lbs so that I look like a runway model and blow over in big wind storms.  I had jaw surgery about 5 years ago and after a 2 hour surgery that took 5 hours to complete, the surgeon said, "you literally have the thickest, densest bones I have ever sawed through." I would like that on some type of plaque.  My point is that I be almost literally skin and bone if I lost that much weight - thick, dense bone at that and probably some loose saggy skin.  You know, so I'd be one of those rare people that people would say, "wow, she looked better fat."  ((I seriously do want to lose some weight, but what I want MORE is for people to get off my back about it.  **Read people as my MIL and one of my friends who'd like me to buy 'shakes' from her.))
  3. I want my house to be cleaned, magically, when I get up in the morning, and every morning from here on. By "clean" I also mean organized.
  4. I want to win a new SUV, because I don't want to have a payment.  We don't have the most family friendly vehicles (2 door Cavalier and 4 door Tundra pickup).  People always watch us unload out of the Cav like we are clowns piling out of a clown car.  I do not want a van and will not enter contests that only allow winning of vans.
  5. I want to continue teaching, but not have to do any part of the job I deem unnecessary to student-learning and not have people crab at me about it.  This would include any type of "report" that I currently just change the year on the one from last year each year instead of actually doing.
  6. I want my girls to continue being the happy, healthy, easy-going, sweet, low-maintenance girls they are.
  7. I want the national debt to magically disappear so programs don't have to be cut and taxes don't have to rise.  (little somethin' for everyone there :) )
I wonder what my "wants" say about me.

Friday, July 1, 2011

FNL - The Questions


  • Why is that when I ask Roo to take 2 more bites of something she'll generally finish it?  Why doesn't she just finish it? 
  • Why does Roo think that all milk must be flavored with chocolate or strawberry?  Curses to the husband who gave her chocolate milk to begin with!
  •  Who are daytime television advertisers targeting?  Apparently people at home during the day hope to sue someone?
  • Why do people assume that because I don't have to go to "work" during the summer that I have "nothing to do all day?"  Really people?  Taking care of my of girls is something!!!
  • Why is John Goodman the voice of a chicken on the Direct TV ad?  Aren't all chickens female?
  • Why does low carb beer exist?  If you are drinking enough beer that you feel it is having a negative impact on your low carb diet, I would contend that it is not a diet issue you have, but a drinking problem.  (No offense to the Michelob Ultra drinkers in the blogosphere - just a thought.)
  • Why is Michelob in the spell check?  And Budwieser? And Heineken?  (How easily entertained am I that spell check does it for me?)
  • Why did we buy a house with basically no back yard? 
  • Why does the local news anchor leaving make me tear up? Am I that attached to news anchors?
And the final question...
  • Who dresses this Roo?  Does she think it's Country Christmas in July around here?


Head over to Danifred's and check out more Friday Night Leftovers.

Thursday, June 30, 2011

I'm a horrible person

Just ask my mother-in-law.  I mean, I would have thought that'd be pretty obvious to you from reading this blog, but just in case you didn't know already, I thought I'd let you in on it.

Mikey and I started dating as seniors in high school.  At first I think his mom was happy that he had me because he had been pretty depressed to the point he had tried to get them to let him drop out of school - not because of academic issues.  I think as time went on she realized that I was not AT ALL what she would want in a daughter-in-law.  Why?  How 'bout a bulleted list of reasons for you:
  • I was, in her eyes, a wild-child in high school.  It was ridiculous to her that I went out for sports, played in the band, participated in speech and drama.  Crazy that my parents let me stay out past 9 on school nights (usually because I was still practicing something) and past 10 on weekends.  I never drank in high school, but since I went to Rated R movies, drove on the interstate, and went shopping by myself, in her eyes I could not be trusted.
  • I went to college, while she would not let her daughter, 20 at the time, walk around Wal-mart by herself.  (I'm from central Nebraska by the way...not a high crime place.)  
  • Then I got a job (crazy me) and even earned my Master's degree (waste of money in her opinion).  
  • I listen to whatever I want to on the radio.  Even, prepare to gasp, NPR (seriously...N-P-R - she didn't know if Wait! Wait! Don't tell me! was appropriate).  Mikey still only programmed country stations into his car radio when we got married.  He'd turn it to the station he really wanted to listen to and then every time he got out of the car he'd switch it back to country (not Christian or something, country) - every time.  He once forgot in high school and his mom grounded him, told him how disappointed she was in him and even asked if he was using drugs (over a radio station).  Even today if we go somewhere and take his mom he will only listen to the country stations.
  • She hates that I work (I know been over that one) and even said when my Roo was a baby that "since I worked" and "didn't want her" she'd "take her home."  Not like I'm a stripper, I teach high school for goodness sakes.
  • I use a dishwasher.  According to her they don't get dishes clean.  (After hearing this comment probably 25+ times I said, "They get cleaner than if I don't use the dishwasher - cuz they wouldn't get washed at all.")
  • We spend waaaay to much $.  She just doesn't understand how we can do it on Mikey's salary.  Apparently the fact that I get paid to teach is lost on her (and paid more than Mikey is doubly lost).
There are just waaaaaayyy too many to continue.  

There are plenty of reasons why could I dislike her.  I wasn't allowed in her house because it was "too messy" for the past decade being one. Mikey and I watched an episode of Hoarders once and he commented that his mom could be on the show (although I don't think she can be that bad - but then, I haven't been in to see it).

Another being how she makes a comment every time we see her about my size, it used to be that she didn't understand how someone as "cute and little" as her daughter couldn't find a husband while all these "big girls" get married and now how she hopes my girls stay "cute and little like their aunt."  (I actually failed to hold my tongue on this one this weekend.  When she said that I said, "Yeah, we've been feeding them lots of aspartame in hopes their growth will be stunted." She actually replied with "Oh good.")

I've worked really hard to try to be nice, even at times, going above and beyond, but still, just ask her - I'm a horrible person.  In fact you don't have to ask her, she'll tell ya.  Sure she'll do it in a passive-aggressive way, but she'll tell ya.  She'll tell you how I don't let her see my girls and I won't be there to explain how she doesn't come to our house and how we aren't allowed in hers so it's kind of hard to let her see my children.  She'll tell you how I don't care about my girls because I (gasp) work.  She'll tell you how I'm not a good wife, because I don't bow to my husband (yes we actually discuss things and make decisions together - foreign concept to her).

What she also won't tell you is that the weekend before my Pj was born she sent me a nasty text message because she had gotten into it with Mikey after he stood up for himself when she berated him about not getting to see her granddaughters.  She won't tell you that even when Mikey called her repeatedly that weekend to smooth things over, she wouldn't budge.  She won't tell you how Mikey and I argued that weekend over what to do, why she doesn't like me, how we should move to Alaska to get away from her (yes - literally move to Alaska).  She doesn't know, so she can't tell you, how I didn't sleep much that weekend, how upset I was and how I went into early labor.   That all of this happened.  She will also not tell you how she showed up at the hospital and acted like nothing happened and has continued to act like that since then.

While I know that I shouldn't blame her for probably not being able to have more kids, part of me does and probably always will.

When I first started this blog I had a similar post and I had a couple of commentors say things like "hope she doesn't read this" and encouraging me to take it down - which I did.  I actually, in my own passive-aggressive way, hope she does read this.  I hope she can read this and see just how "horrible" I am.  I'm just so tired of being around her and trying so hard to be nice and make her happy and then having her turn around and talk crap about me and make little digs to me.

See the thing is, I'm proud of who I am.  I'm a good mother, wife and teacher.  I take care of people around me and don't only think of myself.  I take responsibility for my life and don't blame everything that goes wrong for me on others. 

At the end of the day I'll take all of that over being a good daughter-in-law in her eyes.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

10 Tuesdays of Me - 8 Fears

Today is my 8 fears.  I'm not sure I have 8 so I'll see what I can do...

  1. I fear anything bad happening to my children. 
  2. I fear that something is wrong with Pj fairly often and that we will realize it or figure it out when it is too late to actually help her.
  3. I fear that my girls will care when they get picked on in school.  I guess I kinda see being teased as inevitable.  I didn't really care when I got teased in school for the most part (I don't know if that is due to self-esteem or introversion), but I did have a few people who were pretty horrible to me.  I just hope my girls don't care and can avoid people like that.
  4. I fear that something will happen to Mikey (generally this is a car accident) and I will be alone with the girls.
  5. I also fear that Mikey's mom will finally convince him that I'm a horrible person and he will leave me. :(  While I know this one won't happen, it's still a worry and something I dream (or should I say nightmare) about occasionally.
  6. I fear losing my parents - hard to deal with them getting older (not that 60 is anywhere near old)
  7. I fear my sister - she is a great person, but I also tend to fear pissing her off and often walk on egg shells and go out of my way to make her happy.  Unfortunately sometimes all my work to make her happy blows up in my face.
  8. And a trivial one...I'm afraid of heights.  Ridiculous for a person of my height (6'), but I am for some odd reason.  Even standing on a chair can make me dizzy.

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Roo is 3!



Roo's 3rd birthday was last Friday (I'm a little behind posting this).  We asked her what she wanted for her birthday and she said camping, so we planned another weekend camping with my parents.   We tried to explain that she could get something new for her birthday, something she wanted.  Roo doesn't seem to "want" things though.  Maybe that means we give her too much stuff.  She wants to DO things, but she doesn't want stuff.





Anyway, the games to her iXL, which rocks by the way, were 1/2 off so we bought two of those.  She happened to see them so that is what she started asking for.  I'm not sure if she thought she could only ask for things we already had or what.  We did put those on her game for her.






The other thing we got her was a new bike.  We had looked at about 10 at garage sales and they were all in pretty sad shape - broken seats, broken training wheels, really rusty, etc.  So Mikey went to the store and found what he deemed the perfect bike that she would love always.  It was pretty cute how excited he was about it.








Overall she loved going camping, but really didn't seem to "get it" that is was her birthday.  She loves hanging out with her grandma and grandpa so I think that was nice for her.  It's funny how if they don't see each other weekly both the grandparents and Roo act like they've been separated forever.

Friday, June 24, 2011

FNL

 
  • I sometimes use the blog to post about my frustrations.  Then I decide I probably shouldn't and delete them.  I refer to them as a my self-destructing posts.  I am somewhat tempted to start a completely anonymous blog where I can crab away.
  • Roo loves to play "tornado," in which we put on our shoes and jackets, put Pj in her carseat and gather things in the laundry room (our most interior room).  I, on the other hand, HATE when we have to do this because I worry that our laundry room is not going to protect us from the tornado - plus I'm not playing.
  • Speaking of tornadoes, my cousin is now somewhat famous round these parts for diving in a pit under a windmill to escape one.  He was on all the local news channels and made the front page of a couple of papers.  Kinda funny though b/c I keep thinking of Jeff Foxworthy saying, "If you have been on tv explaining how you outran a tornado...you might be a redneck."
  • Took Pj to her 4 month check-up yesterday.  She's a chub, but the dr said she doing great.  I'm just waiting for the mother-in-law to comment on the chubness.  (yeah, that one will probably explode...)
  • This summer is going too fast for me.  I have waaaaayyyy too much I wanted to do for school, but can't seem to do when I could be cuddling and playing with my little ladies.
Head over to Danifred's and check the other leftovers.

    10 Tuesdays of Me! - 9 Loves


    Along with Kim and others I'm doing 10 Tuesdays of Me.  Today is 9 Loves.

    I'm not going to put the obvious ones of my Mikey and my girls, my family and my friends.  I think it goes without saying that they are my loves above all else and I don't think I can put them on a list with more trivial things.

    So here goes (in particular order)

    1. Our camper.  I love camping, love being outside and going for walks and grilling and not being busy doing all the household stuff we have to do at home. 
    2. My job.  Really, where else could I work where I get to tell people all the things I know about history, geography, the government and economics?  Thinking that'd get annoying as a checker at Wal-mart.  Plus as annoying as most teenagers can be, adults can be worse. 
    3. Pepsi.  I love pepsi.  I shouldn't - it doesn't love me and is probably a good part of my current weight woes, but I love it none the less.  The taste, the bubbles - all of it.
    4. TV.  I love TV and think a lot of what I know comes from TV.   I particularly enjoy anything with the court system.  
    5. My DVR - enhances my love of TV.
    6. My laptop - although I am wondering if my love of this will decrease when I have my new shiny iPad.
    7. Nebraska sunsets and sunrises.  They are gorgeous!  
    8. My camera.  A good camera snob would tell you how it's not really a "professional" camera, but I'm not a professional photog so it works for me.  I'm thinking when I land that spot at NatGeo they'll buy me some "professional" equipment.
    9. Amazon.  I'm not a big fan of shopping, but I love my amazon with 2 day shipping.   (Thank you amazon-mom)
    *No idea why this didn't post Tuesday.  Sorry about that...*

    Wednesday, June 15, 2011

    10 Tuesdays of Me! - Day 1, part 2

    If you missed yesterday's post I posted 4 of 10 secrets about myself.  Thank goodness we are doing this every Tuesday instead of 10 days straight or I'd be outta luck.

    So here's my secrets du jour:

    6.  I often tell Mikey something took me forever so that he doesn't get ticked that I spent some time on the internet or doing some other non-crucial thing.  I may be doing this right now...these darn clothes of the girls are just so time consuming to fold... ;)


    5.  I stalk some of my student's facebook pages.  They don't have their pages set to private so I can see their walls and such.  Pretty interesting stuff sometimes, but has also allowed me to ask some kids if everything's okay.  I will deny, deny, deny if anyone asks me about this though.

    4.  **kaboom**

    3.  I still sleep with a blankie.  However, I have a theory that there are many others like me that still have a "comfort item" they sleep with.

    2. I sometimes fib about what I watch on TV.  Since I'm a history teacher people often think I watch a lot of the History Channel, which I do, so I just go with that.  But the truth is that I mostly watch shows on USA and TNT as well as the People's Court, which I dvr.

    1. I could easily go all summer without talking to my friends that I teach with.  Horrible again I know.  I'm pretty sure the one I am closest too would agree though.  Just like to be to ourselves in the summer.


    Wow!  I can't believe I really came up with 10 secrets.  I really don't have a lot of secrets or I'm not willing to share them I guess.

    I will say that a lot of people tell me secrets (or seems like a lot anyway).  I also think it's crazy how many people tell me secrets and then tell me they are surprised that I didn't tell anyone.  I never understand this comment.  If a person tells me not to tell anyone, I don't (with the exception of if I think someone needs some help). I kinda figure the people surprised that I didn't tell are not the people to be telling my secrets to...guess I reserve that role for any of you reading my blog right now.

    Tuesday, June 14, 2011

    10 Tuesdays of Me! - Day 1, part 1



    You my lucky reader are in for a treat!  I am going to spend 10 posts talking about me - aren't you in for a treat!  And if you buy that I have some great ocean front property to sell you just down the street...right here in beautiful Nebraska!

    I got the idea from the newest blog I'm following over at Our Life - Unscripted.   Instead of doing 10 straight days, she is splitting it into 10 Tuesday and that sounded like a great idea to me.  I've been struggling to blog so I hope I'm up for the challenge.

    Hmm... So 10 secrets...What do I have for ya...I'm going to try to tell you things I don't usually tell people...so I'm going to think about it...

    10.  **kaboom**

    9.  I like to mess with the school secretary.  I know, not nice, but trust me she deserves it.  It's always small stuff and it generally gets her to get back to work faster (ahhh the power that comes with being the tech person at school).  In a sense I'm just increasing her productivity.

    8.  **kaboom**

    7.  I let Roo go outside by herself.  Yes, she's 2 and I'm horrible.  I can see her though and there is a fence around our patio.  Plus she can't be seen by anyone except maybe the neighbor, but you can't see her from the street or alley.  It's just hard to take Pj outside in the weather  so I don't.

    So I only got 4 secrets out...I'm gonna promise to finish 6 through 1 tomorrow.   Need more time to think, but wanted to get started on Tuesday.

    The Saucer

    Little Pj is 4 months old today - my little Valentine is growing up.  In honor of that I thought I'd post some pictures of her favorite past time - the saucer.

    Sometimes her time in the saucer doesn't go the best...her arm gets stuck and she can't get it up.

    It doesn't really seem to bug her though.



    Although maybe a little.



    But overall she loves looking over all of the toys.



    And even spinning this thing - which may just be a fluke that she can do it.

    Happy 4 months little girl!  But would you mind slowing down in this aging thing?  Thanks

    Friday, June 10, 2011

    FNL - These are the days of our lives


    • I actually ate leftovers tonight for supper, which reminded me I should write my bloggy leftovers.
    • The term "friend" on Facebook is, in my opinion, slowing eroding what that word really means.  I'd say I have a dozen or so "friends" who are not my friends by Webster's standards.   There are a few that if saw them in real life in the grocery store for example, I would turtle-up and avoid them at all costs.
    • Roo declared tonight that she will be referring to me as "Mom" now, not Mommy, because, in her words, she's 3 and not a baby anymore.  Then she added, "just so you know."  Interesting.  Particularly since she is only 2 until next Friday.
    • So next Friday is Roo's birthday.  We are going camping with my parents because she loves camping and I think she'll love having her birthday there.  Because of this plan, and the fact that my sister is leaving for Sweden and doesn't really have time to take a weekend day to "party" for a 3 year-old, we were going to forgo the party.  (She didn't say this, just my courtesy to her on my own.)  Unfortunately Mikey's family threw a fit last year when we were going to forgo the party for camping, so we are having them over on Sunday. Last year we just skipped the camping and had a party, but we didn't succumb quite so much this year.
    • I have at least 3 memory card readers.  Do you think I can find any of them so that I can post some pictures of my ladies?  Of course not... 

    Head over to Danifred's and enjoy the leftovers.

      Thursday, June 9, 2011

      Weekends don't feel like weekends during the summer...

      I don't think I could have a "regular" job.  If you are a teacher and reading this you might be thinking, "hey! we have 'regular' jobs! we work!" which we do, of course, but I mean a regular job where you don't get a 3 month break from the regular-ness.  Yes, we teachers (nice grammar there, eh?), do 'work' during the summer (well some of us anyway), but the fact is we get 3 months "off."  I don't think I could do a job where you don't get those 3 months off. 

      Granted, so far this summer I have only "not worked" 1-2 days each week, but it's different.  I don't have things to grade every night.  I don't have lesson plans due for the next week and technology trainings to plan.  The "regular"-ness is on hold for 3 months.

      And granted some of the things I have done this summer for "work" have not been exciting.  Today, for example, I went to a server training.  Pretty sure I prefer a full day of Dora and Backyardagins to Workgroup manager settings and the importance of DNS.  The knowledge that I will be spending several days with a label maker and 100ish computers to name doesn't exactly flip my hair back either. 


      I also often hear other teachers say things like, "we need 3 months break, we work with teenagers."  I used to agree with this, but lately after trying to "teach" adults some things, I find that I disagree with this.  Teenagers have an excuse, they are teenagers, they have "growing up" to do.  The 40 year old woman who kept "Hrmph"-ing next to me at a tech training on Tuesday should in theory be "grown up."  ((Noting here that I had great restraint when she asked me "how do you know all this stuff?" and answered with, "Oh, I've had time to explore things," instead of "I'm not a moron who refuses to learn new things because 'what we did 20 years ago worked so well.'))

      I guess I'm not sure where I'm going with this.  I'm just feeling lucky that I get "time off" even though I don't get to laze around for 3 months.   I get to get excited about what I do all year and have the precious time to explore content and resources and learn new things myself.  I get to spend hours holding my little chubby wubby Pj and hours playing colors, letters and numbers with dear Roo. 

      I have also been reminded the last few summers that while being home with my girls is wonderful, it is not easy.  It gets a little trying to  only have a little girl who doesn't speak accurate English in the vicinity.  It also gets old constantly picking up, doing laundry, making meals AND being expected to do this all perfectly because, after all, I'm "home all day."  By the end of the summer I am certainly not going to be ready leave my little ladies, but I will be ready to not be "home all day."

      So in closing, because I'm not sure what my point is exactly but a picture is worth a thousand words, I think the following pictures of dear Roo accurately show some of the difficulty of being "home all day" that is mixed with the wonderful time I have being with her and her baby sister.





      Monday, June 6, 2011

      Back again!

      I've been a horrible blogger lately.  Mostly because my little Pj has gotten big enough that I can't hold her and type at the same time.  I've been doing okay with keep some pictures updated on facebook for my family to see, but you don't really get to add your "thoughts" there so I'm truly planning to come back to blogging.  I'm going to do a little update of both girls and our summer so far. 

      Pj - 3 1/2 months



      • Pj now rolls over, but only from her tummy to her back.  She LOVES being on her back so I don't anticipate her rolling back to tummy any time soon.
      • She is becoming quite the chunker.  I've been keeping up with her pretty well on nursing, but not always so she gets the occasional bottle of formula.  
      • She has started giggling, literally giggling.  It's adorable.  I've been trying to capture it on video so I can add it here. (I know you are thinking "Yeah right you only update this every two months..." but I really have been thinking that)
      • I don't have her height/weight stats - she has her 4 month appt in a couple of weeks and I'll get the official details then.
      Roo - almost 3


      • Roo is talking up a storm.  She has been talking for a long time, but lately she's been really upping the vocabulary.  For example, she "decorates" things and says things are "ridiculous" (which I think is her way of swearing about things).  She also knows most of her animals and is really specific about them - though I have no idea where she learned them.  She told me the other morning that she planned to wear her Ariel socks and then added "just so you know."  My sister asked me how she was learning all of these, and my reply was "TV."
      • She has always been an independent little girl when it comes to playing, and this summer has been no exception.  She can keep herself entertained for hours.
      • No stats on her either - I'm going to ask at Pj's appt if they can do her too since it will be just a few days past her 3rd birthday.
      Me and Mikey
      • I've been enjoying having some free days this summer, but still haven't gotten too much time to myself away from work.  I'm hoping July will be mostly work free except for the things I want to do for my classes.
      • We have went camping a couple of times now and hope to go more this summer.  We love camping, but it's not "real" camping.  We have a camper complete with air conditioning and a bathroom.  Probably doesn't meet a lot of people's definitions of "camping," but I really don't think we'd go much if we were tentin' it.
      And finally an apology.  It seems like there are a few of you that I know because I read your blogs and feel a connection.  Lately I haven't even been commenting (see two handed issue above) and obviously haven't been updating my blog.  Kinda makes me feel like either a stalker or a friend that never shares her life.  I've had a couple of "friends" who no matter what you ask just won't share much of themselves and those people annoy me.  I'll try to stop being one of those people.

      Thanks for reading!

      Monday, March 14, 2011

      4 weeks fly by

      Tiniest is 4 weeks old today; plus since she was born in February she is also a month old.  I can't believe how fast the time has gone.  It's crazy to me that at this time 4 weeks ago I was strapped to an OR table "having" my little peanut.









      Facts:
      • Mikey calls her our "Diva."  Compared to Roo she is cranky and makes sure we pay attention to her.
      • On the other hand, for a Diva, she sleeps remarkably well (knock on wood).  It's not that she is sleeping for incredibly long stretches, but she does sleep in crib and in her little bed in our room pretty easily. 
      • Some of that credit probably needs to go to the swaddle blanket thing with velcro that we got.  We tried to swaddle Roo, but she always wriggled out of it.  I'm apparently swaddle impaired without velcro.  I can feed her at night, then change her and put her in the swaddler and she's out. With Roo I'd be petrified of burping her after her last bottle for fear she'd wake and I wouldn't be able to get her to go back to sleep.  
      • PJ is also a really good self-soother.  During the day I hear phantom baby all the time.  I lay her down in her crib and go to do dishes or laundry or whatnot and I'll think I hear her.  When I go in her room she's laying peacefully.  I know she squawked, but she just goes back to sleep.
      • We call our little PJ several things: Lisity, Lissy, Tiniest and Diva.  I'm thinking Diva will not be the nickname that sticks.  My guess is either Lisity or PJ.  We'll see.  Mikey says Lisity more and I say PJ more and Roo prefers her whole name - last name included.  As long as people don't call her Phyl I'll be happy.
      • She is still wearing newborn clothes, although they are a bit tighter fitting.  I need to try to weigh and measure her - but I'm thinking that will be a 4 weeks, 1 day activity.

      In other news:
      • Roo is doing pretty well with being a big sister.  She has stayed home with me the last week, which has been nice but stressful.  I'm not good without sleep and she has just not been good at times.
      • Mikey started a new job at the same company.  He LOVES it.  He now works in the office instead of production and the hours are 8-5 instead of 5-5.  I love it too...he's not nearly as cranky when he gets to sleep normal hours.
      • I love being home with my little girls, but part of me is ready to go back.  I think since I know I have too I have been trying to find the things that will be "nice" about being back at work.  Admittedly those are few and far between.  I am looking forward to being back with my students.
      Well thanks for stopping.  Hopefully I'll be a little better about keeping this updated.  Also, for loving to take pictures - I'm horrible at getting pics of PJ.  Roo is a little easier lately though.



      Wednesday, March 9, 2011

      My Sweet Valentine Baby and scary nightmare

      I'm pretty late in the posting, but generally when I am on the computer I am holding the little bundle of joy and I'm terrible at typing one handed.  Plus the story of this birth isn't exactly easy for me to write out.  I have come back to it more than once because each time I type a bit and then quit.

      Phyllisity Jean will apparently be more prompt than her older sister.  She was born on Valentine's Day  and weighed 7lbs, 1 oz and was 20 1/2 inches long.  She was scheduled to be born on February 21st, but apparently wanted "out" early.





      Her entry to this world was a little traumatic to her momma and I'm still having some nightmares about it.  Luckily when I wake up she is right beside me and I know it was just a dream.

      So here's the story of Pj's birth.

      A couple of times at school on Valentine's Day I had some back pains that I thought might be contractions, but really just thought my back was spasming.  I got home, ate supper with Roo and Mikey and my back started hurting some more so I went to lay down for a while.  It really started hurting and I hollered for Mikey to come and rub my back.  When he came in the room I felt what I thought was my water breaking.  Not wanting to soak the bed, I got up and looked down expecting to see water on the floor...but instead I looked down to see my feet covered in blood.  (This is part of what I keep dreaming about).

      I sorta freaked out at this point and told Mikey to call 911.  He did and told emergency that I thought my water had broke, but it was blood.  I'm pretty sure the dispatcher thought that I was just in labor (some blood is common when your water breaks), but she sent the ambulance out.

      When the ambulance got to our house (after going by the first time), they initially wanted to take me to the hospital in town - uh, no to that.  They don't do deliveries, and certainly don't do c-sections so I said we'd just drive to my hospital.  One of the emergency ladies thought I was in regular and the other one had apparently noticed that my shoes were filling up with blood and the inside of my sweat pants was red and said they'd take us where we wanted to go.

      So I got in the ambulance and Mikey grabbed Roo and hopped in the front seat.  It surprises me that they let him do that.  Roo loved riding in the ambulance.  As we turned the corner she yelled, "Here we go!" all excitedly.  She loved the lights and the siren and going fast.

      Meanwhile I was in the back freaking out because the lady who thought I was just in labor was trying to hear the baby's heartbeat and kept announcing that she couldn't find it - this really freaked me out.  The other lady I think could tell what I was thinking and said "you couldn't hear a train back."  It was really loud.

      So we got to the hospital and they started prepping me for surgery right away.  I tearfully asked if they could put on the fetal monitor because they couldn't hear the baby in the ambulance.  I had been thinking since I saw all that blood that she was gone.  Luckily her little heartbeat was strong and I couldn't have been more relieved.

      More complications as the anesthesiologist tried to get the epidural in.  He couldn't hit my spine quite right and ended up not getting enough in.  This meant I could feel A LOT.  Luckily not all of it hurt, some just felt weird, but there was pain.  I wondered during my first C-section why they strapped down my legs - this question was answered as I kept trying to lift them from the pain.

      C-section begins and the surgeon says, "oh my."  Not the most comforting words for a surgeon to utter while you are sliced open.  He followed up with, "the uterus has ruptured - she may need a transfusion, start the preparation for that."  Then the fun began of them trying to pull out the baby while I could feel much of it.

      All's well that ends well though.  Phyllisity Jean was born and started screaming almost immediately, much like her older sister did.  They whisked her away and did her Apgar scores which were great.  She was practically perfect.  They showed her to me and I got to give her a little kiss and then they took her away again and Mikey went with her for her cleanup and measuring.

      I wish I had not been able to hear the surgeon and my doctor discussing "how bad" it was.  I didn't need to hear it all and get scared out of my mind that I wasn't going to make it.  I just about asked if my mom could come in so I could talk to her about making sure my girls and Mikey were okay in life.  Luckily the anesthesiologist noticed the tears and started talking to me about how great my little girl was and how they were almost done with me and I'd get to see her again.  Thank goodness for him.  The surgeon decided to "wait a while" to see if I'd need a transfusion and luckily I didn't.   


      At my appt with the OBGYN last week he said I was his first case of both the placenta tearing and the uterus rupturing.  He'd seen both before, but not at the same time.  He said that having more kids was possible, but that we should really weigh the risks of it.  He also said that for so much happening I was doing remarkably well.  I'm a fast healer apparently. 

      If you read all of this - thanks.  I am excited to have it done and get to post all the other things floating around in my head.  You might get sick of me in the next few days.  Of course I don't have a lot of two handed typing time right now, so maybe not..

      Friday, January 28, 2011

      FNL - And the Countdown Begins

      • I had great intentions of posting more this week, but never got to it.  Hopefully this weekend I'll have some time to add.
      • If you are really observant you may notice that my baby ticker over there on the right changed.  I found out the date of my c-section so I updated it.  Feb 21st is the big day.  I had been told the 24th, but the OBGYN prefers exactly 1 week before due date, plus he said it is better on Mondays.  So 3 weeks, 3 days to go!
      • It was kinda weird when the nurse called to schedule the c-section.  She asked if the 21st at 11:30 would fit in my schedule.  I wanted to ask if people really say "no."  What else would I be doing that I couldn't schedule it for that day? "Sorry, I have a spa day planned that day."  "Sorry, there is a Law & Order marathon on USA that day."  Just thought that was odd.
      • In case you are reading this and thinking of trying to talk me into a VBAC, save your keystrokes in the comments.  My dr recommended against it and frankly the word "rupture" didn't sound like a good time.  I have a very healthy Roo that was born c-section and I conducted a volleyball clinic 4 weeks after giving birth to her and did just fine.  I actually had someone tell me that I couldn't have "lots" of kids if I had repeat c-sections - so I guess there goes my chance to beat out those Duggars...oh well...
        • Sooo...I'm coming back to reread this and I sound really snarky about his part - please take into consideration how many people have tried to "talk me out of a c-section" - it really isn't a choice I'm making so it hurts when people assume I just don't want to go through labor - I'd happily (well that might be a bit strong) go through labor if that what was best - but it isn't according to my dr.   I've just had enough lectures on the subject, so I'd prefer to be spared any more.
      • I'd also like to take this opportunity to whine again about having to make 8 weeks of sub plans for 5 classes.  I am very thankful that my school is 1 to 1 and I can make my classes mostly online for my students, but I'm getting really sick of making plans.  I have had other teachers tell me to just tell my sub what "page I'm on in the book," but I'm not really a "page in the book" kinda person.  Or a "just tell em" kinda person.  Guess I'm a closet control freak.  
      Well, guess I should get back to those plans.  Thanks for reading my leftovers and don't forget to head over to our gracious host Danifred's and check out more leftovers.

      Friday, January 21, 2011

      I'm back...Leftovers Style



      So maybe leftovers aren't appropriate for my bloggy guests after not posting for 6 months, but it's what I'm serving.  I will try to post a super-size update soon.

      Onto the Leftovers:
      • Roo is now 2 1/2 and talks up a storm, loves to sing and "cook" for us.  Her cousin that is 3 months younger doesn't talk much, but he is mostly potty-trained.  There are days when I think I'd prefer the potty-trained to the talking.
      • As a bit of an explanation to why I haven't been blogging much for the past 6 months, I was given a new position at school of Asst Network Manager (aka Computer person).  This, combined with the 6 classes I teach and trying to do 8 weeks of sub plans for my maternity leave is keeping me pretty busy.  I'm hoping to get back to blogging regularly once I get all my sub plans done.
      • Did I mention that doing 8 weeks of sub plans (although I will probably only be gone 6 weeks) for 5 preps is a major pain and undertaking.  Luckily since the school went 1 to 1 all the kids have laptops and I have basically turned all of my classes into online classes.  My friend/teacher thinks I'm making myself more work doing it this way, but I don't really know how else to do it.  Not something they go over in college or as professional development - how to make weeks of sub plans.  (Maybe I should ask for this on our next "Suggestions for PD" form. :) )
      • Mikey starts a new job at the place that he currently works the week after next.  He is really excited about it and so am I!  He currently works 50+ hours a week and leaves at 4:45 am.  With this position he'll work 40 hours a week and won't have to leave till 7:15 - which means he can take the kiddos when I have an early morning.  PLUS he won't be so tired all the time from getting up at 4.  Woohoo!
      • Baby #2 is due March 1st, but since Roo was a C-Section this one will be too (please don't comment about how I should try a VBAC - can't have one so please don't try to make me feel guilty).  I saw the surgeon yesterday and I'm now waiting for his nurse Dori to call me and schedule my day.  Seems pretty weird that I will have a "appointment" to have a baby.
      • We wanted to find out the sex of the baby but it is apparently modest and wouldn't show us the goods at the ultrasound (I only get one unless I want to fork over the $ out of pocket for a second).  This leads me to believe it's a girl b/c it seems like a boy would be all about showing itself off.
      • On Thursday I went to the dentist again. The hygienist was looking at Roo's teeth and asked if I had other children.  I said that I would in 6 weeks.  She just looked at me and then my stomach and goes, "oh really?"  SERIOUSLY!?!?  I'm 34 weeks pregnant here!  8 Months!  I can't decide what is ruder; asking someone who isn't pregnant if they are, or suggesting that someone 8 months pregnant just looks fat?
      Well thanks for visiting after my long absence.  Don't forget to head over to Danifred's and check out the other leftovers!

      PS:  I apologize for all the lurking I've been doing the last 6 months.  There are many bloggers that I have missed and I hope to start commenting again.