First Day back...

Today was my first day back at work...and it went surprisingly well. I had a little emotional moment in the beginning, but Josh was really good at the emailing me and saying he was proud of me...and he emailed me some pictures. Made the day go by well.

I had a headache today, because I hadnt been on the phones in almost 7 weeks my head was out of sync...LOL.

I found out today that the 911 dispatchers are hiring...and I think I am going to try for that job. It would pay more, I would have GOOD benefits and I think I would feel more important in my job. So I am really looking into it.

Vincent is being whiny. Better go take care of my little hunny bun! I missed him so much and realized I love him a lot more than I thought. :-)

Today

I went to my parents to do laundry. Gotta love laundry. Plus, doing it at my parents is free.

Vincent has been up and going almost all day today. He would not nap for more than 15 minutes at a time. He keeps on crying, even tho he is fed, pooped, burped, held, loved...and he wont stop.
The doctor back a little bit ago said he is too old to just be barely developing colic. But dang...whats causing Vincent to be so unhappy when he is just about 7 weeks old? *sigh*

And to think I want to have one more kid. I know that I want 2 kids...but this one is driving me nuts.

I start back at work tomorrow...im getting sad. I wish I could do the at-home thing...but Josh needs to make at least 15 an hour to support that...and right now he makes around 9.50.

Any who...gotta get ready for work. Get my outfit and everything...I have a feeling tonite is going to be a long night. *sigh*

Night all.

Its my blog and I'll pout if I want to...

I didnt post yesterday, and its later in the day today. Vincent has been quite fussy, and its getting aggravating. UGH! I feed him, change him, burp him, give him gas drops, colic tablets, hold him, love him...and he is fussy. Parent-hood...UGH!!!!

My aunt's best friend just had her son die in a auto-accident. I then got really sad, not only because I knew the boy, but I also cant imagine life without Vincent.

Please send your prayers towards Michelle and her family...I know her son Brandon is in heaven. But even that thought wont take away her pain.

VINCENT better stick around for a LONG TIME!
And man, I just fed him a bottle after giving him a little rice cereal. All he has done today is freaking eat...and he was asleep. But woke up no more than 10 minutes after laying down.

He isnt warm, he isnt wet, he cant still be freaking hungry(12 oz of formula in the last 3 hours!!!!!) what is freaking up!!! UGH! If I figure it out, i promise i'll tell you. But right now i have a feeling he isnt gonna allow much sleep tonite, and I am going to bum money out of Josh and do laundry at the laundrymat so it all gets done quick.

I hate laundry....grrrrrrr....

Any who...taking care of baby, need to get sleep when i can. I will try and post tomorrow. I start back @ work on Tuesday. Im kinda getting sad as it gets closer. *sigh* I wanna go back, but i wanna be with Vincent longer. I just cant win. :-(

I'm a slug!

LOL, I didnt post at all yesterday. I just needed the entire day off. I tried to sleep all day, but having a baby doesnt allow that. I was having bad headaches, screaming baby, and dirty house staring back at me.

Since Amy left, the mess that happened has just grown. I know it is easier to keep a place clean, than to have to clean it up. But both Josh and I have been sick and our motivation went *WIFF* out the window.

But good news! I am feeling better. Not 100% yet, but im not coughing nearly as much, my head isnt pounding...im no longer hugging the porcelain goddess(I ate my yogurt like im supposed to when you take antibiotics. But MAN it didnt like me)...so life is beginning to look up.

I go back to work on Tuesday(May 30). I'm excited, but also sad. I know it will be good for me to get out, and be away from Vincent for a bit. But I will miss him lots too.

Josh took a picture of us last night. You can still see my beautiful sunburn. But it is getting better. And Vincent, sweet Vincent, was passed out for a breif shining moment when the picture was taken. :-)

If I dont post again today, HAVE A GOOD ONE!
If I do post again....Ignore that last one!!! LOL

Thank the lord for Grandparents

Well, 2 doses of antibiotics, tons of cough syrup, decongestant and cold and sinus pill...still feel like crud. The sunburn isnt helping matters either.

Vincent has been whiny all day, not allowing Josh and I to sleep at the same time. So josh slept for a few hours while I took care of Vincent...and then I got about an hour before Vincent woke up again.

My mother, thank the friggin lord, has said she will take Vincent for the night. I just need to pick him up after dropping Josh off at work. So I shall have Vincent back in my arms around 6:45am tomorrow morning. RAH!

And Josh took an adorable picture of Vincent...showing how pissed off he is. He is so cute its hard to be angry and fed up with him even tho my whole body aches and my head hurts. But just look at him, he is such a freaking angel.

(((((((Josh & Vincent )))))))

OH YES!!!! Almost forgot!!!! On May 23(yesterday) VINCENT Rolled from his tummy to his back! He hasnt done it again, but he did his first roll over yesterday! WOOT! My little Vincent is growing up so fast!!!

And should I feel guilty that I am beginning to get excited to go back to work? I love Vincent, but I think the break in the day will help me. And I still get weekends completly with him. :-) He is my special boy...I give major kudos to the stay at home moms. I wish I could do it, but financially(and I am not sure mentally) I am unable to do it.

Then again, I now have a hobby(blogging if you didnt notice). I dunno.

Any who...im going to go lay down and take advantage of my quiet home.

THANKYOU MOM!!!!!

Todays adventures so far...

Well, having called my doctors office to find out I dont get my friggin IUD until June 5th...ugh...

I went to the store, purchased 2 cans of formula and 2 packs of diapers. I also ordered prints of some of Josh & I's favorite digi cam pics.

They turned out really cute! And I went to All a Dollar to get frames. Amazing how cute and durable their frames are...and even if they do break...oh well. Its just a dollar.

My mom(bless my mom...she is a lifesaver) allowed me to use her creditcard to pay my stupid pots and china bill. Idiot mail system lost the money order in the shuffle, and so I am out 80 friggin bucks.

I really need to get over myself and not be afraid of checks. BLEH.

Wanna hear something really stupid? The company I worked thru to have my 6 weeks paid time off for maternity leave is finishing up their payment today. Fine, that works. Its been 6 weeks. Wow the time goes by fast.

My SUPERVISOR approved me to have an extra 2 weeks of unpaid time off, so that I could have a full 2 months with my son. But now my supervisor says that I need to have the company(Broadspire) email her and say its ok that I come back to work. How is it up to them to decide if I can come back...if they are no longer paying me? Huh? Does this make any sense!!! UGH! So now I have to get my doctor to approve me going back to work, fax that to Broadspire, and then have my supervisor get the ok for me to come back.

And I just cant go back to work just because? COME ON! So much work just to get back to freaking work. GRRR...

Any who...still have a slight fever, and im coughing up a storm. But otherwise, life seems grand.

Will type more later.

A pic I found

This pic was taken right after I got home from dropping Amy off at the airport. Right before I got sick. Man, I love my Vincent. Sucks that I have to go back to work, but it is for the greater good...RAH.

OMFG

Today, I woke up with a 103.4 fever. I couldnt even bring myself to talk...I just grabbed my husbands hand and put it on my face.

I have never seen him wake up and jump out of bed so fast. He says they should make alarms like that, feel a warm thing to wake you up. *evil thoughts of warm water to stick hand in*

He immediatly started taking care of Vincent, who had woken up. I waited until 6am before calling my parents, asking at what temperature to start worrying. I was told to start worrying.

Josh force fed me 2 waterbottles and slapped an icepack on my forehead, and took Vincent out of the room. I fell asleep for an hour. He woke me up again to take some cold/fever reducer medicine, and force fed me 2 more waterbottles. Wanted to make sure I didnt get dehydrated.

My mom called our family doctor, and I went in at 10:30. My fever was only 101 ish around that time. He checked me out, listened to my lungs and looked up my nose and everything. The diagnosis? ANOTHER FRIGGIN SINUS INFECTION! I wonder if its because I dont get enough rest while taking my pills that it comes back. I dont know.

Right now my temperature is 102.3. ICKY!!! I also burnt the heck out of my face while fishing. So I not only feel like crap, I look it. I attached a pic...be nice...im sick!

I emailed my supervisor today, asking if I can come back into work next week. Because Josh was sick and missed most of his work week we will be really far behind on money. So I am now unable to take the 2 weeks unpaid time off. *sigh* Oh well. 6 weeks was good. Just went by way too fast. :-(

And freak, I lost my stinking phone. I might have lost it at antelope island, it may be hiding in my car...I worry it might have fallen into one of Amy's bags and we wont find it for a while. If I havnt found it by friday I am getting a new stinking phone. RAH.

fishing trip...

Well, I figured I would post pics first...then have you read about them. :-) My brain still works even tho im sick.

My fever was down to 98.7 today...so I guess no fever. But my cough caused my throat to feel like crap. And now...I am at 101.2.
UGH!

I should have stayed home today, but Josh really wanted me to go with him and I also wanted to get out of the house.

The fishing trip was pretty nice and relaxing! :-)

The first picture is of Josh(hubby/daddy) kicking back and fishing.

The 2nd pic is of Dwaine(grandpa) having caught his first fish. Dwaine caught 2 fish...Josh didnt catch any. But there is time to train...LOL

Next we have Vincent passed out for the first time on the trip. Aint he cute!

Then we have Grandpa holding Vincent while mama(me) gets a chance at the fishing. RAH!

Next we have my sexy, sock over the pants look. I had laid down for a nap, and bugs climbed up my pants legs. SO I tucked my pants in my socks. Im a sexy BEYOTCH!!! :-P

Last but not least, we have Vincent again. Passed out after crapping all over a recieving blanket. I had to do suppositories because he was backed up...and I thought I had enough time to grab a diaper from the bag.

I really need to learn how to grab those things before hand.

And dammit, we fed him and he was about passed out at grammas...but he is not going to have anything to do with sleep right now. UGH! Parenthood sucks sometimes...thank god Vincent is cute! LOL

Night

Vincents first fishing trip

ugh

Well, of course I get sick. I went to Instacare to see what was going on, and the doctors couldnt figure out what was making me so sick. I have a 103 fever right now, and i feel like crap.

They prescribed me with great cough syrup so I can possibly prevent the coughing that is causing me chest pain. My ears, head and eyes hurt too. So when I cough I wish I could just pass out.

UGH.

So I am going to finish eating some food, take more cough syrup and hit the hay. I need to get better, because I might have to go back to work this week. We shall see.

Night all.

My day capped

You know, I know I am a big girl. 5'10 and 200ish pounds. But DAMN! My friend Amy was like 5'4 and 99 lbs...and I felt like a friggin hippo next to here. I also look like a line backer compared to her little cheerleader body. See pics!!!

UGH!

Any who...we left my house around 11:15 and had to run to Neighborhood WalMart(grocery store) so Amy could get some Apple Juice and snack food for the flight. We then ran Vincent to Grandmas(Josh is sick...im getting sick...ugh...) and then I took Amy to the Airport.

I swear, the time she was here passed in the blink of an eye. But now I can rest...because I need to prepare myself for when Vincent gets to 13 months old and gets into EVERYTHING! Oh my L it was difficult, but it was a learning experience.

UGH...gotta stop my post there. Vincent has woken up. Gotta love short naps. GRRRRR

Any who...I guess I shall post tomorrow. Night all!

Yesterdays adventure

Well, we went to Antelope Island...searching for the Buffalo Coral. We drove ALL over the place, got half way to the other end of the stinking island(take note...this island is surrounded by the wonderful smelling great salt lake) only to realize that the Buffalo Coral was near the FREAKING entrance. So we head back.

While driving around, my check engine light came on. I about died. My 99 Contour had just bit the dust within the last month, and this car is my new 2005 Kia Rio. The light was on...OMG. So I pull over, get out the booklet on the car, and read. It stated that the light comes on when it senses something is up, but the car should remain driveable.

Thank the lord.

We checked the oil level, and we checked the coolant as well. Look at me, actually making sure my car is ok. I'm learning. Then we drove to the gift shop(which freaking isnt opened except on weekends) and had the car off for about 15 minutes or so. The check engine light went off, and has yet to return.

Stupid car.

So we finally get to the Buffalo Coral(take note we left here at 12:30 and it was after 5 when we finally hit the Buffalo area) AND THEY WERE BEHIND 2 or 3 FENCES!!!! HOW FREAKING BULL DOODY IS THAT!!!! They dont do up close buffalo viewing unless its weekends. *grumble* Too bad Amy has to leave today @ 11 to the airport. GRRRR.

But I took a picture of Vincent, in his stroller...with a Buffalo in the background. I swear its not just a big, brown fuzzy rock. Its a freaking Buffalo.

And then I got a close up of Vincent...aint he cute!!!

Last night, after getting home, I went in to see Josh. He was extremly warm, so I took his temperature. 102.4!!!!! UGH! So I run to the grocery store and get him some Advil cold and sinus. Got home from store(I had given him asprin and a cold drink before leaving) and his temp was down to 100.3. So I give him some Advil, and kick it with Amy in the living room. We watched "The Sweetest thing" and "Dont Say a Word". Then, when I climbed into bed I noticed Josh was SOAKED in sweat...so I pulled the cover off him to air him out...and took his temperature. It was now 96.4. FREAKY! So I have him change into dry clothing, climb back into bed...and I told him to check his temperature again in the morning.

This morning, he woke up feeling like CRAP still, took his temperature and it was only 96.2. This isnt good...so he got up and walked around, and it went up to 96.6. I am going to closley monitor his temperature, and if it drops before 96 I shall call 911. Because of his heart problem, we cant take any risks with extreme different body temperatures. And even a regularly healthy person shouldnt have a temperature below 96*.

Man, why does he have to really be sick! DAMMIT!

Any who...gotta get ready for the day, help amy pack up, and get this show on the road. RAH!

Talk later.

Awwwww...

Well, after waking up and eating...I went to my bedroom to get ready to take Amy and Ina to Antelope Island. I walked in on my husband and Vincent sleeping...and its so freaking cute! Had to get some pictures! :-)
Josh was sicker than a dog this morning, making it 2 days of work he has missed now. I told him no matter what he has to go to work tomorrow and sunday. He will also put in some overtime on Monday.

Stinking sickness. I cant bitch and moan too much because he is seriously sick, but he cant even help with Vincent too much because of his coughing. BLEH!

Any who..gotta get going.
Tata!

AMY'S HERE!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!

My friend Amy has arrived. And wow...3 hours flight with her 13 month daughter...and the flight went well!!! CONGRATS!!!

I have not seen her since October 2003..and oh my heck! She looks so different! When we were at bootcamp our hair was chopped way short...she just about shaved hers off...it was just barely past her ears when I met her for the first time. Now its to the middle of her back!

Her daughter is so friggin cute! Her name is Ina Mae. Means "I.M. from heaven" Aint that cute!!!

Tomorrow we have plans to either go to Temple Square and check out the Salt Lake Temple, or go to Antelope Island and see the buffalo and all that happy stuff.

No idea what else to do. Kinda broke! Gotta love bills!! LOL.

It is almost 11pm, and im tired. So I shall be going to bed as soon as we figure out where she shall pass out. Ina will be sleeping in Vincents Crib. :-) Gotta love when I have things that are useful. :-)

Night all!

*sigh*

Well, Josh is sick. Has a bad cold, could be Bronchitis. I took him to the emergency room and the doctor gave him a prescription, but we dont have to fill it unless Josh doesnt begin to feel better in a day or two. But Josh had a fever of 100.7 when we were at the hospital.

PERFECT timing to be sick, AGAIN! He wonders why I feel like I take care of the baby all the time...because he is sick. But when im sick I still have to take care of the baby. But we are working on it. It is looking better. Josh does change the diapers, even put clothes on Vincent last night when vincent got cold. He helped me bathe vincent this morning, and he feeds vincent or shakes up the bottle while I wake myself up enough to feed him.

He is doing better, and I am working harder at not ragging on him so much. I think that me ragging on him a lot is what is causing me to both feel like I do most of the work, and make him not want to do the work. I love my husband, this parenting is hard stuff. But we are working out some of the kinks right now.

Poor guy, so friggin sick. I'm feeling worn down too, but I have to take care of Vincent and Josh...and still take care of me. I need a massage...dear lord that would rock!! But gotta have money first. Working on that...

I love my husband, because even tho he is sicker than a dog...he asked me to come cuddle him and then said "So whats the likelyhood of me getting in them sexy pants of yours?"

My husband...the horn dog. LOL. Rest assured, I did not grant him this wish because, while all and good...he needs to get better before thinking about getting laid. :-P

And here he goes with another coughing fit. I am seriously going to quarantine him to the bedroom...perfect freaking timing...my friend coming and everything. *sigh*

Any who...gottta go lay down for a minute. Need to be rested before I go pick Amy up at the Airport. Im getting excited! WOOOOOOOOOT!

My day..in a nutshell...

Oh look I'm in a nutshell! OH help...get me out of this nutshell. I cant breath...*cough cough* dead...

Okay...ANYWHO...Vincent was so much better today now that the horrible gas bubble went away. *sigh* Thank GOD!

I love staring at Vincent, seeing him Grin...wondering what goes on in that little mind of his. Josh caught a good pic of him making his pondering face. We have labled it "To Shit, or not to shit...that is the question."

Doesnt that just fit perfectly? LOL.

Today I straightened up the front room and the kitchen, Josh cleaned the bathroom and I cleaned the bedroom and babies room. Just gotta vacume tomorrow so that its all ready for when my friend arrives tomorrow night! :-) I am getting so excited. It has been so long since I last saw her, and we are both now mommies and its gonna be GREAT! :-)

Today I went to help my parents clean up their rental house. The people they had rented it to didnt even stay there a month before disapearing...and they left EVERYTHING! They never called, never left a note...havnt been back. My parents went to see why rent wasnt paid and it was empty...but they had left a cat and 2 gerbils! They had been gone at least 2 weeks...the cat having lived off toilet water and peed in a downstairs bedroom.

Lets say my parents are not too thrilled about this. So I figured I could help them out, and hopefully if the people dont come claim their stuff...I get the head board, foot board and 2 end tables. THEN I CAN HAVE A GROWN UP ROOM!!! LOL. I have always wanted a bed set, and heck...you cant beat free!!!

My job in the rental house was to do the dishes(OMG there was MOLD on some dishes...it was friggin gross!!!) and clean the kitchen. I cleaned dishes and then loaded the dishwasher. During that process my parents came across a stash of weed. RAH!!!

So my mother called the Sherrif and had him come pick it up and see if anything needed to happen. Nothing could be done, and my parents flushed the weed down the toilet.

So, me...continuing cleaning...I start cleaning out the cupboards. After having emptied them, I climbed on the counter to check out the tops and make sure nothing is hiding up there. I FOUND A FREAKING LOADED HANDGUN! I was like "Uh...mom...we got a gun here..."

Sherrif was called again, and the gun was taken to be tracked. Hopefully nothing bad pulls up...but it was a LOADED handgun...and these people have kids! UGH! And I have never held a hand gun before...I was nervous when I handed it over to my mom...holding it only with 2 fingers like it would explode if I held it with any more. I dont like guns unless they are rifle like...i feel more in control with those.

It was GREAT! So then I sort thru food and toss perishable items. My parents have to store this crap for 30 days, and if the tenants dont claim it then we are having one massive garage sale...rolling in the money...wooooooooot.

Any who...after having swept, done 2 dishwasher loads, cleaned off the counter, stove top, and packed some of the things...my hell the kitchen still looked like a disaster zone. I feel like I did nothing even tho I did a lot! Stinking people...leaving all their shit in the house and disapearing.

My parents even contacted their family, and no one seems worried...but no one will tell my parents where the couple is. Gotta love secrets! So we dont think they are dead, but they just left my parents high and dry...and its not a good way to leave them!!!

Any who...its late...I am tired. Vincent is ACTUALLY sleeeping...so I shall sleeeeeeeeep.

Night all!

VINCENT HEALTH UPDATE!!! :-)

Well, I was up quite late watching Vincent sleep. We got home from the Doctors a little after 10. I gave him a dose of the gas relieving drops when I got home, then another dose 30 minutes later(it says I can do doses every 15 minutes for up to 12 doses). I did only 3 doses tho, and then sat up...waiting for what I thought was the inevitable scream of death.

Didnt happen! He did wake up, whining for food. So I made a bottle, woke Josh up to feed him, and I passed out. After Josh fed him, I was informed that it was 4.5 hours until Vincent was crying to be fed again.

Perhaps it was just the gas bubble? I dont think Vincent is aware enough to have gotten better so he doesnt have to get poked again. Who knows? But it was very nice being able to sleep for 5 hours total. Life is getting back to "normal" ***KNOCK ON WOOD***

I have yet to actually work on my bedroom...I hit a sluggish period...and I need to get out of it because tomorrow night my friend will be here. ACK!!! I am excited, but tired and not wanting to clean. But I dont want my house a mess, since her daughter can walk and get into things...gotta get everything taken care of so we know she isnt eating pennies, or getting into chemicals and stuff. RAH.

What a great way to begin child proofing my house, huh! :-)

Pics with Josh in them

Josh pointed out that I had not put too many pictures of him on here...but plenty of Vincent and me. I guess he was right..need to prove I got a husband people!! LOL. Plus, then when I am at work I can easily pull up pictures of my great little family. :-)

So we have my wedding pic(my scanner wont work, so I took a digi pic of it), and then a pic of him holding Vincent(the bunting outfit was made by our upstairs neighbor. ITS CUTE!)

Love my Josh. Thru thick and thin, sick and health, cleaning and not cleaning...LOL. :-)

ha ha ha...tehehehe

I was going thru pictures I have saved to my computer...and came across one of me...taken @ the babyshower(it was in March)...and I was "Checkin the oil" as Josh would call it...placing my finger in my belly button...LOL.

My belly button NEVER popped out with either pregnancy. With Peanut it went flat, with Vincent I still had a slight inny. Which is funny, since Vincent was a whole half pound bigger...meh...go figure!

Enjoy the pic! RAH!

UGH!

First, I have attached the picture of "sleeping monster". Then Gramma held him while he cried...and then he calmed down with a binkey for a few minutes.

And then theres that picture of me. Mock enthusiasm. AINT IT PRETTY!!!!!!!!! Rah! :-P

Since Vincent has been pretty fussy these past 2 or 3 days, my mother told me about how my sister once acted like this and it ended up being a bad ear infection that developed to menengitis. ACK! So I went to KidCare(Instacare for kids) and had Vincent checked out.

They took his blood(from his arm none the less...it was a VERY bad moment), and an X-ray. They checked his ears, his reflexes, his weight(10 lbs 2 oz!!!! Up 2 lbs since birth!!!) and everything seemed "normal" other than there is a big gas bubble in his tummy.

But they dont think that would be the reason he was screaming bloody murder. He also threw up ALL down my arm while we were there, pooped in 2 diapers, and peed on the doctor and in his blanket while being X-rayed. So they know he is plenty hydrated, and there is no obstruction of bowel movement.

So whats wrong, that has caused him to go from sleeping really good at night to being mister screaming fit? They say they dont think its colic, since 99.9% of babies that develop colic are under 2 weeks of age. Vincent is 5 weeks old. They dont think he would just now be developing it.

They also saw the poop, which was not runny and goopy to the point where they would think it was a tummy virus. His blood was fine, the counts were perfect. They told me to use the mylicon like drops my mom got me(generic brand...still good) to try and bust up that gas bubble. But if by tomorrow evening he has not gotten considerably calmer and better they recommend I go to the ER and get a spinal tap.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK!!!!! I called my mom and informed her that if he indeed needs a spinal tap, she had better be there holding me!

To top this night off, I come home and inform my husband of the "findings"(or lack thereof). I then inform him that because my parents rental house needs to be cleaned and prepared to be rented again, I offered to help(well, the reward is a bedroom set...but meh...who cares about THAT!!! LOL). Josh was like "Well what if I am sick tomorrow?"

Its like, come on! You're a freaking parent. I have had a sinus infection. I have been the one who is up the most with the baby, allowing him to sleep so he can get better. He can freaking watch Vincent for a few hours! Its not going to KILL HIM! *sigh*

And then Josh gets mad at me when I start saying that, saying he helps and does stuff. I know he does, but to say "well what if im sick?" when I was constantly tossed the baby while I tried to nap and get better, and all that...yeah...doesnt go over well.

We are now parents. We dont get sick days. And I am NOT taking Vincent to the Rental House when there wont be anyone completly watching him. Yes, we dont have to sit and stare and watch. But the rental house is big, and we are cleaning. It will be loud, and he will just be in the way no matter what room he is in. So Josh gets to take care of him for a couple hours.

God I love josh, and I know I aggravate him. But dammit he aggravates me too sometimes! But he is too sexy and cute to stay mad at. I just need him to take care of Vincent a bit so I can either rest, of freaking do stuff. Is that too much to ask?

March 2006 - 8ish months

This is the last pic of today, except when I get home and load "Monster sleeps"(read post before pictures start...)

I was 8 months pregnant...my boobs had dissapeared...its amazing that just over a month ago I was pregnant and huge...and now I am just flab of skin with a cute baby to show for it! :-)

And its nice, this time, to have a baby to show for it! :-) I love my little Vinny!

January 2006 - 5 months pregnant

Title says it all...2 pics of me when I was 5 months pregnant. What was funny is the same time my mom put the pic on her computer, she was saving pictures of my stepdad making his own sausage. So my picture was labled "Meat 0015"

HA HA...me...piece of meat! I feel damn sexy!!!

this picture didnt want to go with the last post...its still me and Andrew at his birthday party. :-)

Andrews Birthday November 2005

These are pictures taken at Andrews Birthday party in November, 2005. He is so cute!!!! He knows the alphabet in sign language, can count up to 100(maybe more...dont know) and was just a hoot to hang out with.

The couple who adopted him have been extremly awesome, and we now meet up at least once a year. But they did come visit me while I was in the hospital after having Vincent. :-) I hope this way helps Andrew transition well when he completly understands he is adopted.

I just have to figure out how I explain the situation to Vincent when he begins to ask. *sigh* I get nervous that Vincent may get angry with me and say "Well why dont you just give me away if your mad at me!" or something...I dont know if that will happen, but it scares me.

Just gotta work on my speech.

ENJOY the birthday pics!

Pretty Bride

Now...I post a picture of me in my wedding dress. $100 off EBAY! ROCK ON! I loved the dress, loved how it made me look. I looked like a princess! :-)

I got married to my Joshie on April 16, 2005. It was one of the happiest days in my life! :-) And i know that sounds so korny...but it was!

Home from bootcamp

Now...I get home from bootcamp. I was sworn in April, 5 months after Peanut was born. I graduated highschool that June. Went to bootcamp end of August, and was home end of October. I tried to be in the military, it just wasnt for me. Was honorable-medical discharge due to severe depression, and my knees had issues(ha ha...issues..my knees suck!)

But dont I look fawking hot! My hair was still short(bootcamp regluations) but I had just gotten it colored and trimmed...and the outfit was new(purchased on the bus ride home...from friggin Chicago, IL to Salt Lake City, UT...never AGAIN!!!)

Peanut is born

Peanut was born November 15 @ 6:01am. 7lbs 6 oz. 21" long. He was born on a Friday, we were released from the hospital Sunday. We went to Kiddie Kandids and had pictures taken, and soon we went to the adoption agency to place him.

It was tough, but it was the right thing to do. He is growing up so fast, is going to be 4 soon. It amazes me how fast things have gone! His parents are the most awesome people in the world!!! :-)

In cronological order...

My first picture is of me...homecoming. I was pregnant with Peanut, and he was not due until December 1. Born November 15th. Homecoming was in September. I had colored my hair red, curled it...and Dave(my step-bro) took me to the dance. We both look just like our parents, me my mom and him his dad. It was like a flashback.

The other couple is Daves good friend Steve and some stupid girl named MaDawna. She wasnt stupid at the time, but is stupid now. GRRR!!! So there! I was...um...7.5 months pregnant going to homecoming! LOL

Snooping on Grammas computer

I went on my moms computer to look up pictures of Peanut and I, so that I could post at least one pic of him. What I found was a plethora of pictures that I wanted to post...so I shall post them one at a time, and explain each pic with the post. TEHEHEHE.

To Grandmothers house we go

I had left some items(curling iron, some clothes...) and my mother had purchased me my very own copy of The Davinci Code(already read it 2 times, its a good book and I will read it again. Working on Angels and Demons for the 4th time!)! HOT DIGGETY DOG! So, I came and decided to kick it here @ her house. Got here @ 3:30. Vincent was sleeping...I didnt even bother to get him out of the car seat.

I was out like a light the moment my head hit the pillow on their couch. Comfy couch.

Next thing I know, I am waking up at 5:30 and my mom is here, holding a screaming Vincent...willing him to finish off the last of the bottle.

Ok...so I had slept thru him waking up, having to have a poopy diaper changed, then being fed, having another diaper change and then being held for a bit.

Can you say TIRED?! LOL. But my mom did all that, and now he is passed out on her bed. How does she freaking do it.

My mother pointed out that she thinks Vincent is the most gassy baby she has ever known, since he farts up the wazoo. So tonite I shall invest in Mylicon...and my mother is looking up the recipe for Fenil(sp?) tea. She said it was the bomb diggety with my sister and how gassy she was. *tehehehe* My sister was full of gas! NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH!!! :-P

Any who...I just took a pic of Vincent passed out...cant post it til I get home. *grumble* but it shall be labled "The Monster sleeps".

Ok...I know...he isnt a monster. He is a month old baby who just doesnt like it when mommy sleeps. CURSES!!! LOL

Tata for now.

Labor and Delivery

Friday, April 7th 2006 I was rear ended, and went to the hospital to make sure everything was ok. I was not due until the 27th(or the 19th...depending on whose calculations we used...but close enough). Everything checked out fine, but in these last weeks of pregnancy I was quite bitchy. I had back pain, hip pain, knee pain. I had heartburn constantly...I swear rolaids could have made me their spokes model.

Just tattoo it to my forehead "Rolaids...when you need relief fast!" They make awesomely yummy cherry flavored chewy rolaids. Those were my life saver...

ANY WHO...bitchy...pregnant...just rear ended in an auto accident. Life was GRAND. So @ the hospital I was monitored for 5 hours...and during that time my Dr(Been my doctor both pregnancies...I can explain the other pregnancy later) came and checked in on me. I whined a little about how tired I was, and he said "Well, it looks like Wednesday we have an opening...want to be induced?"

HA HA HA HA HA! He had to ASK!? And you know...as soon as he put the ok in being induced, life became so much better. I suddenly had an end date. No longer was I wondering, waiting, bitching and thinking it would never end. I knew, no matter what, that I would have this baby on Wednesday.

It was a very slow weekend! UGH...dragged forever.

Wednesday came, and I went into the hospital @ 8am. After being checked in, changed, hooked up to an IV and petocin started it was around 9am. Soon after the contractions were going. WOOT! So I worked thru the contractions, having taken a lamaze class...and I was doing pretty good. I figured that "Hell, these contractions are registering and they dont hurt too much. I can do this!"

Oh did I speak too soon!? Around 11:30am on April 12 I started having contraction after contraction after contraction after contraction. Oh my hell I was trying to breath...and then normally you should have a second or two between contractions to relax...But it was just a blur of contractions...broken by VERY VERY small intervals. I asked for something to take the edge off...

And then I said SCREW THAT...pop the damn epidural in me NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

With my first birth I got the epidural too. I was 17, not prepared, and I was placing this child for adoption(I chose the couple, I met the couple and placed him with them. It was my choice to place for adoption...I knew at that time I was not ready to be a mom. I was still a kid...and while my choice is not one everyone chooses...It was right for me. And I did the best thing for my son! :-) ) and I just didnt want to be in any pain. And I could have married that anisthesiologist(sp?) He was my savior.

This time, it was a lady...and im married. LOL. But after the numbing medicine went in...then she stuck that epidural in...life was good.

At 11:30 I was @ 6CM.

Around 1:15 my babies heartbeat was all kinds of crazy. With my first kid I had been in labor for 7 hours...so they were like "Ah, she might be 8 or so now"....

I was FULLY DIALATED AND EFFACED! It had only been 4 hours, and granted I had been dialated to 4 and 80% effaced without petocin(it was a long 2 weeks before having him...let me tell you!) I WAS FULLY DIALATED!!!!

With my first one, I nearly crowned the baby with my practice push. So the nurses didnt even have me do a practice push. She called my doctor and told him to hurry. And hurry he did. He was out of breath when he arrived, having ran to make sure he made it in time.

Thank god for the epidural, otherwise he would have been there to see the new born kid already. LOL.

So while Dr.? was washing up and getting in his scrubs, the nurses decided to have me pull my legs back and get ready to do my practice push now. But even before I get into full pushing position, Vincents head is already crowning. I thank my mother for granting me wide hips and great pushing! LOL

So the legs go down, Dr ? finishes getting ready and we begin to push. 2 pushes later out is Vincent. That was my new record. With Peanut(my first one) it was 3 pushes. WOOT WOOT!!!

I had a little tear(I asked for no episiotomy before hand...) and while that got stitched up I stared at the little monster(ok...not monster..beautiful baby boy with white crap all over him and blood...squished face...and some tentacle THING coming from his belly button...ok ok...umbilical cord!) that had kicked me, hickuped in my belly, caused me heartburn and back pain...And it was all worth it.

I wont say I thought he was the most beautiful thing in the world when he came out. Dear god, he looked funky. But he was my son, and I instantly knew I loved him and would do everything I could to take care of him and protect him forever. But that still didnt make him not look so funky...LOL

He was 8lbs 1 oz and 20" long. Peanut(his Adoptive parents named him Andrew) was 7lbs 6 oz. and 21" long. Both were beautiful babies. Vincent is mine!!!! :-) And he was a hefty little bugger. Glad he was born before his due date...he might have been a 10 pounder! ICK! :-)

My mom and husband were in the room with me...my mom is now a first time Grandma and my husband a first time dad. :-) It was a good day.


And I will state this, in-case you found this post doing a "Labor and Delivery" search on google or something......my labor and deliveries have been different than what is the norm. With first babies most people experience @ least 12 hours of labor. And with most babies it takes an hour or so of pushing. I have been truly blessed with quick labors and quick pushing both times. So dont feel like you're odd if your's is long or short. It is what it is.

And also, take a lamaze class if you want. It was an awesome experience, and it taught me a lot. But also know, no matter what your instructor tells you, its your body. Its your labor. And if you want pain medication or an epidural thats JUST FINE. I felt like a failure the first time...but this time while I did take lamaze and tried to do it natural...I knew that if I was in too much pain I had that option. And you are NOT a failure if you get the epidural. You're human. And congratulations on having a baby! Its tough, but I would never change a thing. I love being a mom!!!

Motherhood...*groan*

Well DH let me pass out around 7:45 pm. I slept for 4 hours, then was woken up by baby screaming his lungs out in the swing. DH had gone to bed, left baby in the swing in the living room right next to me. Aww...aint that freaking SWEET! *grumble*

So its 11:45(the time this posts is an hour off...my computer is being funky) when I wake up, and I go make him a 6 oz bottle. I have now started adding 1 full formula scooper of rice cereal to his 6 oz bottle. It helped him sleep 5 hours today...*crosses fingers that after posting she can sleep til 7am!*

So I feed Vincent the bottle, and he crapped his little diaper. So I changed him, and in the process of changing him he peed on himself. I REALLY need to work on that...*grumble*

So I make him a bath(and im getting really good at giving those...LOL), clean him good, put baby powder on him because its so hot I dont want him getting rashes in areas that stay moist constantly...slap a diaper on him(figure of speech...)...

And of course, he shits again. Sooo I clean that off...re-powder his butt...put ANOTHER diaper on him and go to the room. He cant possibly still be wide awake can he? Its freaking 1:15!! Yes...it took a while to feed him and burp him and change him and clean him. Sue me, im tired.

But he is hungry. So I make another 6 oz bottle. He eats 2 oz, craps again. I change him. He eats 2 more oz...I burp him...he falls asleep until I try and put him down. UGH! so the last 2 oz...and he PEES! Now im getting a little frustrated...

Change him AGAIN(thank god a pack of 56 diapers is only 6 friggen dollars when u get the generic brand from WALMART!) and feed him 2 more oz(this time I made just a 4 oz bottle with just stinking formula) and he passed out. SCREW BURPING. He is ASLEEP...I am NOT waking him up.

Put him in the bassinet, ON HIS STOMACH(and dont even lecture me on this, he is a belly baby and is doing JUST fine!) and am now here...friggin typing on my blog. Go me...RAH!

Now...I am gonna type up about my labor in another message...this one is getting too long. LOL. But I have had some people ask me how my labor went, I might as well just type it here and link them to this page. :-)

Me...I have become a blogger...I am addicted...ARGH!

oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah!!! I weighed myself yesterday at my moms(no I dont have a weight complex...I just had a baby and like seeing it go away...anything wrong with that?!) and .....I only weigh 203 now!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!! Its still coming off, even without the breast feeding...

*ponders the pump*

Ha ha...just kidding! Now im thinking about it, and getting motivated to scrub something and sweat beads!!! :-)

OMFG

Well, I guess I had to clean sooner or later. But man, cleaning the house sucks! I love the end reward...but man...I like chocolate too...its a losing battle! :-(

My friend Amy is coming to visit from Illinois. I went to Navy bootcamp with her, we were both discharged around the same time(I had severe depression and knee problems). I have not seen her in 3 years. So I really need to clean my place up so I can make one hell of an impression! :-P

So today, Vincent woke up around 3am(AGAIN) and was (AGAIN) bright eyed and bushy tailed. *grumble* So I got a wink here and a wink there...and then DH woke up getting ready to go into work and do overtime. Take note people...he doesnt have a license. I do. I have to drive him to work(he has a heart condition which doesnt permit him to recieve a license). I was tired and bitchy. He opted to stay home instead...kindly letting me go back to sleep....

ONLY FOR A FREAKING HOUR AND A HALF!!! UGH! I know I should be greatful for that hour and a half...but dammit. A few nights of only 3 or 4 hours of sleep are catching up to me and I NEED A FREAKING NAP.

But he woke me up because we really needed to get cracking on cleaning. After slightly losing my temper...and crying...and whining...I stomp to the kitchen and start cleaning the damn dishes. Its amazing how quickly dishes pile up. Damn dishes.

So I start wiping off the counters...load the dishwasher...then all that didnt fit in the dishwasher I did by hand(YA HEAR THAT HON!!! YOU CAN WASH DISHES BY HAND IF THEY DONT FIT IN THE FREAKING DISH WASHER!!!). Got that done...then had to sort thru all the paperwork in the junk cupboard...yes...most people have a drawer. I have a freaking cupboard! WOOOT!

Then I cleaned the front of the fridge, dishwasher, cupboards and drawers. Woot...super Katie..

Swept, mopped(and found where my damn ant problem was coming from...DIE BASTARDS! I sprayed that area GOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!!!!)
and then went over it with a towel to dry it so I dont have to worry about freaking tracking in footprints. :-)

Josh(DH) cleaned the living room carpets while I did that. He also swept the porch.

And dammit, after cleaning and doing all that...IM AWAKE! I tried to lay down, but im too full of energy now(GO FIGURE).

So onward and upward. Guess I shall remodel my room today and get that crap over and done with. Then all thats left is scrubbing the bathroom and cleaning up the baby room...How it got messy when we dont even use it is BEYOND me...

*sigh* WOOT!

My bad...again

Of course...I post the stinking post...and forget to add the pictures. So THERE. The pics look similar...but I swear...they are different. One shows more body!! :-P

My cute little duckling

Well, I am at my moms house doing laundry. RAH. I dressed Vincent in yellow today...and he has this adorable duckie hat. I had to get pictures of him wearing it! AINT HE CUTE! Almost crosseyed in the pics, but Vincent is just so gosh darn cute! :-)

I hung laundry out to dry, did a washer load while waiting for the dryer to finish, and took that out put it in a basket and started another washer load. So much laundry, so little time. I have one more load to shove in the washer, and HOPEFULLY have everything dry and folded by the time I have to go pic up Josh.

And I have to give greif to my husband. Because I am busy doing laundry, and also reading "Angels and Demons"(like the 4th time...its a good book!) I am not sitting at the computer doing email. And he is at work, wanting email email email. GRRRRR. And then because it took me a while to take the pictures of Vincent, he was bugging me saying "I need pictures of Vincent! I miss him! HURRY UP"

THERE! I took the freaking pictures! ARGH! Thank goodness I love that man. Between him and Vincent I get driven up the wall. But Josh is sexy and Vincent is so gosh darn cute I cant stay mad at them! :-)

Any who...the dryer just buzzed. Must go switch. RAH!

WOOT

Well, I told you that I finally had posted for the last time with the pic of me and Pearl. So today is a new day! WOOOT!

The night was uneventful, until 3:30am. Vincent woke up and needed to be changed and fed. Fine, whatever. Thats what he does. So I change him, I feed him...burp him and he fell asleep on my chest while I burped him. I thought "Hot dog, 15 minutes and he is out cold!"

Ha ha...right. I put him down in the bassinet, which he has normally been very good about sleeping in. But he was going to have nothing to do with it. ARGH. He was crying and wimpering...I popped in his binkey thinking maybe he just needed something to suck. That just pissed him off more.

SOOOOOO I prop myself back up in bed, lay him back on my chest and start patting his back. He seems to fall asleep to that burping position best.

Didnt work. He was searching for boob(I did breastfeed for 3 weeks...but it was too tough for me to stick with...and he was being suplimented with formula...and one day chose formula over me...so he is now bottle fed...still looks for boob tho...).

I had about 2 oz. left in his bottle he had been drinking. So I fed him that. That wasnt enough. I refilled the bottle(take note it was 6 oz. he had just eaten in 30 minutes) and fed him 4 more oz. Still didnt seem to fill him.

Since he has had a constipation problem, I then gave him 4 OZ of applejuice. Problem solved. He was full, happy...and soon took a massive crap that stunk like nothing known to man. So I changed him again, burped him again, and he was soon asleep on my chest. WOOT...success.

NOT SO! Put him in the bassinet, turned off the light...curled up in bed...and soon heard a blood curdling scream from the bassinet. Now this is a scream I associate with being sliced open when not under sedation or something...not from a baby in his bassinet.

So I pick him up, give up...and curl up with him in bed. But he wasnt even remotly ready to sleep. He was wide eyed and bushy tailed.

People, I have been awake since 3:30am. I have 2 laundry baskets full of laundry. I still feel like crap with my sinus infection. Its a DAMN good thing Vincent is so freaking cute! LOL.

And now we are at Grammas huose(my moms...I may refer to her as Kim, Gramma...or mom so ya know). Its mothers day. My first, her 20th! TEHEHEHE. I gave her a card and a baby. She is now changing yet another crappy diaper of his. Gotta love grandmas.

I cant nap, because as soon as the washer is done I need to switch laundry. I HATE doing laundry, but I am the only one with a drivers license in the house...so I drive over to my parents every sunday and do friggin laundry. Josh better appreciate this...cause it SUCKS!! LOL.

Ok, I shall leave the blog alone for a bit. No need to overwhelm you with words...HA! You know I'll be back! TEHEHEHEHE

Guilty Concience

I went and laid down...only to feel bad that I posted a new pic of Kupo and not one of Pearl. They are cats for crying out loud. *sigh* Im weak, what can I say? But here is a pic of my baby pearl, about a week ago.

Seriously people...im not crazy. Just...very chatty. Rah!

I'm so abusing the system

Well, here I am again. Cant sleep, so will type another short message...and then I swear...thats IT for the day! LOL

Took new pics of Kupo. Not only do I abuse the blog, I abuse my poor digital camera. It is an awesome camera tho! I love it!!!

Went grocery shopping. Rah! Vincent had been having a little constipation problem, and I had been using suppositories. But after speaking with the pediatrician I went and purchased some applejuice. Holy SHEEP! Vincent loves Apple Juice, drank 8 oz. Then no more than an hour later...his ass fell out. I couldnt believe how much stuff came out.

And out of freaking curiousity...how does a baby get freaking yellow lumpy thingies...almost look like it could be corn...in their poop...and they dont eat solids? Explain that to me, because I am facinated(if not grossed out) by the fact he has lumps!! EEWW.

Any who...so after overcoming the smell and cleaning him up, changed his diaper and life was much better. He ate 4 OZ of formula then passed out for 3 hours. Now, to make one more bottle and hope he makes it thru the night.

I really need to remember to purchase some Rice Cereal. I wonder if that stuff will sit in his system longer and help him sleep thru the night. That would freaking rock. Wait...is he old enough for rice cereal? Hmmm...*ponders*

Ok, I really should force myself to sleep. I have been sick(sinus infection...gotta love it) and need to get better.

NIGHT NIGHT!

I know I know...

Yes, I said no more posts for today. But as soon as we got home, DH(dear hubby) took the cutest freaking pictures of Vincent. So there...Vincent is so gosh darn freaking cute!!! Its amazing that something that keeps me up all night, craps all over, pees on me...drives me nuts...is so special and precious. I dont know what I would ever do without him! ENJOY!

Ok...ok...last post of the day...Just wanted to attach a picture of how I looked 2 weeks before having Vincent. There...enough said! :-P

Just Random stuff

Well, I am 5'10 and weigh, currently, 210. BLAH. Granted that is how much I weighed before getting pregnant, I should be excited. But now that I have all that streched out skin...I dont feel as attractive.

My husband is helping a bit tho, reminding me that he thinks im a sexy goddess. Which does help. But still, I cant help but feel fat when I try to button the size 18 pants and have to grunt and squeeze to button them. Damn those size 20 pants. Doesnt seem like I shall ever get out of them.

I know, I know. Its only been 1 month since I popped Vincent out. But cant weight get off faster than that! Vincent was 8lbs, 1 oz. But when I weighed myself after leaving the hospital I had only lost 5 pounds. I am now down 30 pounds, but dangit. I have a cellulite ridden BUTT!!! UGH!

Vincent now weighs over 9lbs. I think he is close to 10 lbs...he is just a little porker. Eats a lot, gives my arm a good workout. RAH.

I also have my 2 other babies, Pearl(she is the grey one with the white background) and Kupo(the little shit is black, fluffy...and a little terror! But too damn cute to hate!). Pearl is 11 or so, and Kupo is almost a year. The pictures are a little dated, 6 months old or so. But HEY! Enjoy those pics too!!!