...that Garrin will always move to whatever couch/chair that i am on to cuddle with me.
....kiya has started to master using the word "please"
....Trevin will almost always do what i ask, when i ask. He makes my life a lot easier.
...i have tonz of family and friends that would be willing to help out at any moments notice.
....fall.
...that my kids play pretty well together and show each other affection.
...for all my shortcomings my friends will always help me focus on my strengths.
....that we have a beautiful home.
...that it is friday.
Friday, September 30, 2011
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Rants!
What's the opposite of post-partum depression? pre-natal depression? I'm just self diagnosing here. My mood swings which are hopefully much less noticeable on the outside are kicking my pregnant booty. and there's lots to kick at this point. I'm stir crazy. I was on employment websites yesterday totally convinced that I could start a job at a hospital doing the night shift tomorrow, if they would just give me the interview...
I can no longer use the back burners of my stove because if I am using the front burners and lean over them I will ignite the innocent child in my stomach. Hardly seems fair.
My boobs, though huge by normal standards look teeny compared to my big stomach now, dangit.
I got a call from my docs office that I am iron deficient. I blame the parasite. Means one more freaking huge horse pill I have to take.
This baby thinks that me sleeping is super boring and kicks me all night long. I'd really prefer the hours of a newborn because then at least occasionally it can kick someone other than me.
My kids watch too much tv because if I don't keep my feet up enough during the day my feet swell and my knees kill. So not fair to them.
It is month/quarter end which means Joe is working all. the. time. It's not news to me. Happens all the time, just annoying.
Pregnancy nightmares. these are just hell. added onto the already superb sleep I'm getting.
I know I have a good life and I am really really blessed, but egads some days...
I can no longer use the back burners of my stove because if I am using the front burners and lean over them I will ignite the innocent child in my stomach. Hardly seems fair.
My boobs, though huge by normal standards look teeny compared to my big stomach now, dangit.
I got a call from my docs office that I am iron deficient. I blame the parasite. Means one more freaking huge horse pill I have to take.
This baby thinks that me sleeping is super boring and kicks me all night long. I'd really prefer the hours of a newborn because then at least occasionally it can kick someone other than me.
My kids watch too much tv because if I don't keep my feet up enough during the day my feet swell and my knees kill. So not fair to them.
It is month/quarter end which means Joe is working all. the. time. It's not news to me. Happens all the time, just annoying.
Pregnancy nightmares. these are just hell. added onto the already superb sleep I'm getting.
I know I have a good life and I am really really blessed, but egads some days...
Monday, September 26, 2011
lunch time!
Are you suggesting that relief society potatoes and twix is not an appropriate lunchtime for a 30ish weekly preggo mom? how dare you.
I'll have you know that I did start with the twix. But I rethought and then placed the twix back in the cupboard to heat up the potatoes first. Sacrifice, people, sacrifice. Besides I can only eat one of the twix bars a day so it's not completely insane up in here.
But what to do while the microwave is going?....hmmm. Well, looking past the fresh grapes, strawberries, yogurt and BBQ chicken that is staring at me as the logical choice my eyes instead wander to that HUGE container of cookie dough from Costco. yep, that would be an excellent appetizer.
Normally, this kind of thing would not be in my fridge. See, I can be a bit of a cookie snob. I am not a great cook, but I am a decent baker. So last week I suddenly had a craving for chocolate chip cookies. Not a big deal except to make my cookies I'd need a good 3-4 hour heads up and that wouldn't help with my RIGHT NOW craving. I asked Joe to make me some and he looked at me like I had asked him to make me cookies. See, this point was established very early on in our relationship. Once he discovered my ability to bake (which was even before we started dating) it was written into the contract that that was MY field and he would not step into it. In all fairness and sweetness though he did take me to get ice cream which helped.
So anyway, I decided we needed to be prepared for this type of emergency again. I remembered that Costco had a coupon for it's pre-prepared tub o'cookie dough and since we just happened to be going there the next day, I picked one up. I'm a sucker for a good cookie, I'm an even bigger sucker for cookie dough. and my kids have totally picked up on this horrible yet tasty habit of mine. Once they hear the kitchen aid going they both run for front row seats by the bowl. totally awesome.
So yeah, there is my lunch. a spoonful or so of cookie dough and then I had a bowl of funeral potatoes. I'm also drinking lots of water and will now take my pre-natal vitamin. Once that settles, we'll see how the twix sounds...
(I wrote this post because I realized how silly I was as I was doing it and sometimes you just need to memorialize your silly. Feel free to laugh with me)
I'll have you know that I did start with the twix. But I rethought and then placed the twix back in the cupboard to heat up the potatoes first. Sacrifice, people, sacrifice. Besides I can only eat one of the twix bars a day so it's not completely insane up in here.
But what to do while the microwave is going?....hmmm. Well, looking past the fresh grapes, strawberries, yogurt and BBQ chicken that is staring at me as the logical choice my eyes instead wander to that HUGE container of cookie dough from Costco. yep, that would be an excellent appetizer.
Normally, this kind of thing would not be in my fridge. See, I can be a bit of a cookie snob. I am not a great cook, but I am a decent baker. So last week I suddenly had a craving for chocolate chip cookies. Not a big deal except to make my cookies I'd need a good 3-4 hour heads up and that wouldn't help with my RIGHT NOW craving. I asked Joe to make me some and he looked at me like I had asked him to make me cookies. See, this point was established very early on in our relationship. Once he discovered my ability to bake (which was even before we started dating) it was written into the contract that that was MY field and he would not step into it. In all fairness and sweetness though he did take me to get ice cream which helped.
So anyway, I decided we needed to be prepared for this type of emergency again. I remembered that Costco had a coupon for it's pre-prepared tub o'cookie dough and since we just happened to be going there the next day, I picked one up. I'm a sucker for a good cookie, I'm an even bigger sucker for cookie dough. and my kids have totally picked up on this horrible yet tasty habit of mine. Once they hear the kitchen aid going they both run for front row seats by the bowl. totally awesome.
So yeah, there is my lunch. a spoonful or so of cookie dough and then I had a bowl of funeral potatoes. I'm also drinking lots of water and will now take my pre-natal vitamin. Once that settles, we'll see how the twix sounds...
(I wrote this post because I realized how silly I was as I was doing it and sometimes you just need to memorialize your silly. Feel free to laugh with me)
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