bye you = love you
mano = tomato
tough one = hard to climb stairs or anything else she has difficulty with


we brought a crack chicken, american chop suey and cupcakes over to sheree's today. today is the first day alone after having ciaran. so far, so good. im keeping my fingers crossed and throwing many blessed and wonderful thoughts into the universe for her that it stays this calm.

new words

so the Boobah is 2...and the Boy is 7.5 months...its astounding...

she's taking up a storm and he's getting bigger as the days go on!!

bayoon = balloon...some days its ballmoon...but mostly bayoon...
uck=truck
ock=rock
ilk=milk
tybaby=tybaby
shirt,pants,jacket
ock=sock
urple=puple
P I N K = said very definitively...so ridiculously cute
beeeeeeeeeeeeeee=buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz - the sound that bugs make
yogo=yogurt
pitzie=pizza

i mean SERIOUSLY!!!

new things that ill write about more when i have time but dont want to forget:

1. she's gone from calling me mama to momeeeeeee...i almost die from sweetness every time i hear it

2. she sings the end of the mailbox song from Blues Clues and it CRACKS me up...MAILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!

3. they are angelic..they let me grocery shop AND go to target today to get LOTS of stuff that we needed...

4. he's napping 2-3 hour stints twice daily and going about 12 hours a night...

um...somewhere SHIT is happening! cause it ain't in my house!!!

when you're a teenage girl hanging out with your friends in your room always involves lounging around on your pillows on your belly gabbing away for hours.

my almost 2 year old just grabbed my comfy denim couch lounging pillows and did that exact thing on the den floor whist watching Blues Clues...

i can't stand how ridiculously adorable she is sometimes...

i just realized that i stink like baby vomit and i just got back from running errands. it marvels me how unaffected i am by this fact.

today has been fabu!

she: napped from 9-11
he: napped from 930-1230

me: scrubbed and mopped the kitchen
me: vacuumed
me: put copious amounts of toys away
me: made mini turkey meatballs and homemade red sauce
me: ran errands
me: tired but happy that its friday!

thats about it for now...

oh and the boy is exactly 6 months old today...holy crow the time F L I E S ! ! !

now i have to go see if he'll go down for another nap....

There's always room for Jello...

as my dad says about his dad...

he's 90 and lives in an assisted living situation...and it amazes my dad that no matter what drama is going on...the elderly always want their dessert!

Yeah, Yeah

i know its aug 30th and i havent posted in over a month and a half....but im tryin to get back into it...

i think this one deserves a post...

my great friend L from my former job was with this great guy and has been for the last 5 years. until 2 weeks ago. and i find it very sad because they were a great couple...just not right for each other. im sad for both of them. they were beautiful together. but they just didnt have that *spark*. you know the spark. hard to find but once you do - its fantastic. sometimes it fades but it's always there. unfortunately, it was never there for them to begin with. they tried really hard to get it...but my friend realized that it was never going to come.

i love her and respect her dearly for getting out before they got married. im throwing thoughts into the universe for both of them to be happy and eventually find what they're looking for.

i absolutely cannot believe that its july 9th. we've got hubby's company picnic today and the boy is 4 months and 1 day old. boobah continues to grow and talk and become more beautiful as the days go on.

so much to catch up on so im just going to bullet

1. did you know that there are people out there that 'forget' to have their kids vaccinated? ya...that's what i said...but apparently it happens. the receptionist at Fish's office told me. totally disturbing.
2. my friend christina is having her c-section on monday and we're all ready to welcome little Paige!!
3. i have both of my kids on the same nap schedule now...yeah me!
4. my 13 week old boy weighs almost 17 lbs...the boobah weighs in at 25...and she's 21 months old...can someone explain that to me?
5. im thinking about having an ice cream party for her birthday this year...
6. we're going to visit the llamas on friday!
7. we've got Babypalooza here...elephant pool, water table, sandbox - complete with rainbow canopy cover, giant swingset and various rideable toys.
8. we've even got an indoor slide for rainy days
9. she wears camo shorts, construction boots, a white ruffly tshirt and a pink bow in her hair...and i cant even stand it
10. the boy smiles like it's his job and sleeps completely through the night
11. uncle ethan is coming to visit from CA for 10 days in July and i can't wait
12. the Doctah is still in the rehab center after being hit by a car...but that's a story for another day
13. i love summer
14. i love walking both kids and the dog
15. im constantly coming up with business ideas that will SOMEDAY come to fruition

Ridle Me This..

if we didnt evolve from apes...then why do men have nipples?

take THAT creationism!

Memorial Day

• i love play yard building
• i love planning a party
• i love sunworshipping - even if i am wearing 45 sunblock
• i love rosewood's chocolate chocolate and mint chip ice cream - courtesy of the Walshe's
• i love deviled eggs - courtesy of Mrs. Mentz - they are super spectacular - 1 ate 5
• i love my naked tan daughter - who pooped on the deck
• i love my sweaty, 16 pound meatloaf of a son
• i love vodka tonics - and not nursing
• i love the buzz in the house - in the air - the day of a party
• i love the 9.99 elephant pool that i got at target
• i love the swingset that the Doctah bought the kids that my GORGEOUS FABULOUS husband put together with his bare hands for 17 hours this holiday weekend
• i love my friends and their husbands and their children...im very lucky
  

Fuckin' Dog Toys!

do you have ANY idea how much stepping on a prechewed dog toy hurts????

The Long Way Home

Well I stumbled in the darkness
I'm lost and alone
Though I said I'd go before us
And show the way back home
Is there a light up ahead
I can't hold onto very long
Forgive me pretty baby but I always take the long way home

Money's just something you throw
Off the back of a train
Got a handful of lightening
A hat full of rain
And I know that I said
I'd never do it again
And I love you pretty baby but I always take the long way home

I put food on the table
And roof overhead
But I'd trade it all tomorrow
For The highway instead
Watch your back if I should tell
Your loves the only thing I've ever known
One thing for sure pretty baby I always take the long way home

You know I love you baby
More than the whole wide world
I'm your woman
You know you are my pearl
Let's go out past the party lights
We can finally be alone

Come with me and we can take the long way home
Come with me, together we can take the long way home
Come with me, together we can take the long way home

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so it was about 1:45 and as i was driving from one of my multiple Target trips i put on Norah. i look in the backseat at my darling Boobah who is almost 20 months old and my newbie 11 week old (who concequently is about 16 lbs) and they both look sleepy. norah helps keep them sleepy and since it was close to nap time it was the best choice. i put on track 11...the long way home. and for the first time, in the 1000 + times that ive listened to it, it spoke to me. i dont know why now and never before-but it did. it reminded me of the hundreds of times my husband and i would take the longest way home so we could have just a few more minutes together.

we're coming up on our 15 year anniversary of being 'together'. we met the summer that i graduated high school and he had just completed his first year of college. i fell and fell hard. i loved him from the second i laid eyes on him and haven't stopped. and as i looked in the backseat of my car at our TWO children it throws me back to the days when i used to sit in health sciences class in the overpowering auditorium as a freshman in college and scribble my name over and over, on the back of my 5 subject, with his last name - truly hoping that we'd get married someday. i didnt want children back them but i knew that we'd have them. someday. id always ask him if he thought we'd get married. and he would always say "i hope so, someday".

it amazes me that we are now living SOMEDAY.

we lived with our parents in the summertime and thankfully we only lived about 20 minutes apart. but it was difficult to find any alone time. so we'd go out some nights and just drive. because we had just about no money so there was little else to do. we'd always take the longest way possible home so that we could just be together that much longer. and then after he'd drop me off and go home he'd call me and we'd spend more time together on the phone.

when we were in school, barring any major event, we spent every weekend together - despite the 2 hour drive. he'd come get me and bring me to him or id hop on the bus and enjoy the 4 hour ride. it became easier once i got my own car and could go whenever i wanted. and i did. sometimes not leaving for an entire week and a half. i couldnt bear to part with him. it physically made my chest ache. the best was in the springtime when id get there on fridays there'd be gin and tonics on the front porch of his fraternity. most times we never got my bags out of the car until saturday because we'd just sit and enjoy and were too drunk before we knew it to bother! wed hack, drink, sit in the sun and just enjoy.

i get overwhelmed by the memories sometimes and they make me cry. not in a sad way. but i realize how truly and unbelievably lucky we are to have each other. how much a part of each others lives we are and always have been. i truly dont remember anything before him. bits and pieces of a pretty crappy childhood and a pissy adolescence but other that nothing. it's been so long i dont remember a time before him...and quite honestly...im thankful. he's always been there to ground me and to be my anchor. to be my true love...

im so glad to have our stories...and i look forward to telling them to our two adorable children again and again. and to reminice with my husband and get teary eyed every time that we do.

Roly Poly

my 11 week old weighs in at approximately 16 lbs...should i be worried? i think he's already on a quest for world domination.

Real Quick...

do nuns shave?

What You Don't Know...

i read this in a magazine somewhere...it saved me on some days and i love it. i pass it on to you...

1. once you've been up for 49 nights in a row, labor and delivery seem as taxing as a pedicure. don't waste time worrying about the circles etched under your eyes; instead, relish midnight snacks and the occasional catnap.

2. just because your baby is a natural-born nurser doesn't mean your breasts are up for the job. if you can stick it out, your nipples will eventually toughen up, and then the whole thing becomes matter-of-fact. in the meantime, it might help to remember that the world's greatest guitarists started out with more than a few calluses.

3. maternity leave is really, really short. and those first precious months are a time to recuperate. feeding, changing, clothing, and loving a newborn are shockingly all-consuming tasks. so do them proudly, and do little else.

4. i love my babies so much that it scares me.

5. breasts are remarkably expandable things.

6. your body will eventually bounce back. and your mind will finally measure its worth by something other than a dress size.

7. the first few months can be a blur of nostalgia, memories, and sentimentality. ive heard from other mothers that we pull from this deep well forever, just with a smaller bucket.

8. the world cracks open into a vast universe of mothers and fathers, dying to share their excitement over my new joy, and the joy their children bring to them.

9. i am not my mother. or my father. and my instincts to mother my daughter and my son in my own way are, thankfully, just that - instinctive.

10. you'll be just fine, too.

Angus??

when boobah used to scream in the car...and believe me...she could scream...we'd put Norah Jones on and she'd almost immediately calm down and fall asleep.

the boy does the same...except not to Norah...but to AC/DC's 'Highway to Hell'. i almost drove off the road i was laughing so hard.

damn...i love these kids.

IUD

so if you'll refer back to my post from 9/30/2005 the title of this entry will make much sense. so i had the mirena iud put in one month ago - and i had it removed yesterday. the effectiveness of it unfortunately does not outweigh the bleeding and cramping that i've had for the last month.

so its now out. and im still contemplating what to do about BC. i've been weaning my s0n onto a bottle with formula for various reasons so the OB gave me a script for the pill. let me clarify..my old pill. the one i took for 15 years before i had either of my children. i think its really my only option. so ill get it and take it every day at the same time.

and ill take my friend ralph's philosophy of "one foot on the floor" a little bit more serious ;)

cross your fingers and toes for me. b/c if i got pregnant again...OY!

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